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.

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.

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

I really appreciate family. I really can't imagine life without them!

My family comes first. Maybe that's what makes me different from other guys.

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

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

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.