When I remember my family, I always remember their backs. They were always indignantly leaving places.

It's very strange that most people don't care if their knowledge of their family history only goes back three generations.

My family really does come first. It always did and always will.

The only rock I know that stays steady, the only institution I know that works, is the family.

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.

The joke in our family is that we can cry reading the phone book.

I grew up in a big family with a lot of kids around, and I definitely want to have children as well.

At a certain point I'm going to want to have a family.

It's not that our family has no taste, it's just that our family's taste is inconsistent.

It takes a lot of work to put together a marriage, to put together a family and a home.