People are pretty forgiving when it comes to other people's families. The only family that ever horrifies you is your own.

All the men in my family were bearded, and most of the women.

The left dismisses talk about the collapse of family life and talks instead about the emergence of the growing new diversity of family types.

The joke in our family is that we can cry reading the phone book.

Family life itself, that safest, most traditional, most approved of female choices, is not a sanctuary: It is, perpetually, a dangerous place.

Also, my mom and family are very important to me and I know that this is not expected.

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

The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege.

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

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