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

All happy families resemble one another, each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

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

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

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

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

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 never did quite fit the glamour mode. It is life with my husband and family that is my high now.

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

Dad kept us out of school, but school comes and goes. Family is forever.