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

Pray in your family daily, that yours may be in the number of the families who call upon God.

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

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

You leave home to seek your fortune and, when you get it, you go home and share it with your family.

In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.

I come from a family where gravy is considered a beverage.

You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.

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

We believed in our idea - a family park where parents and children could have fun- together.