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

I am tortured when I am away from my family, from my children. I am horribly guilt-ridden.

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

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.

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

At a certain point I'm going to want to have a family.

I don't know if I believe in marriage. I believe in family, love and children.

Give a little love to a child, and you get a great deal back.

When I remember my family, I always remember their backs. They were always indignantly leaving places.

There's nothing I value more than the closeness of friends and family, a smile as I pass someone on the street.