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 love cooking for myself and cooking for my family.

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

What must it be like for a little boy to read that daddy never loved mummy?

I need my family to remind me in a loving and nice way to lighten up.

As the family goes, so goes the nation and so goes the whole world in which we live.

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

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

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

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