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

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

A family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living.

My father never talked about the sacrifices that the family made for me.

My family is my strength and my weakness.

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

Women's natural role is to be a pillar of the family.

If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.

We love to be with our family and friends and I can tell you that lots of eating will be involved.

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