My father never talked about the sacrifices that the family made for me.

The most important thing in the world is family and love.

I have a family to support. And I'm not always going to be doing exactly what I want to do.

My family was my guide to my reality.

God did not intend the human family to be wafted to heaven on flowery beds of ease.

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

Some of the most important conversations I've ever had occurred at my family's dinner table.

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

One of the things that binds us as a family is a shared sense of humor.