I was born into the most remarkable and eccentric family I could possibly have hoped for.

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

As a child my family's menu consisted of two choices: take it or leave it.

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

Spend some time this weekend on home improvement improve your attitude toward your family.

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

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

It's not that our family has no taste, it's just that our family's taste is inconsistent.

In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.