The other night I ate at a real nice family restaurant. Every table had an argument going.

For me, nothing has ever taken precedence over being a mother and having a family and a home.

My family comes first. Maybe that's what makes me different from other guys.

I live quietly at home among my family and friends.

The most difficult is the first family, to bring someone out of the world.

The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege.

Some of the most important conversations I've ever had occurred at my family's dinner table.

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.

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

I have these visions of myself being thirty, thirty-five, forty having a family.