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

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 believe the world is one big family, and we need to help each other.

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

I realized my family was funny, because nobody ever wanted to leave our house.

When trouble comes, it's your family that supports you.

The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life.

To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.

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

I was born into the most remarkable and eccentric family I could possibly have hoped for.