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

I live quietly at home among my family and friends.

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.

The family you come from isn't as important as the family you're going to have.

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

If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.

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

I would love a family. I'm at the age where the wish for a child gets stronger. But who knows.

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