If the family were a boat, it would be a canoe that makes no progress unless everyone paddles.
A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world.
Families are messy. Immortal families are eternally messy. Sometimes the best we can do is to remind each other that we're related for better or for worse...and try to keep the maiming and killing to a minimum.
Family life is a bit like a runny peach pie - not perfect but who's complaining?
Sticking with your family is what makes it a family.
One's family is the most important thing in life. I look at it this way: One of these days I'll be over in a hospital somewhere with four walls around me. And the only people who'll be with me will be my family.
Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home.
My family comes first. Maybe that's what makes me different from other guys.
Like all the best families, we have our share of eccentricities, of impetuous and wayward youngsters and of family disagreements.
In every dispute between parent and child, both cannot be right, but they may be, and usually are, both wrong. It is this situation which gives family life its peculiar hysterical charm.
No man has ever lived that had enough of children's gratitude or woman's love.
All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.
Families are the compass that guide us.
Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.
The family - that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
If parents snicker at racial and gender jokes, another generation will pass on the poison adults still have not had the courage to snuff out.
The family. We are a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms. . . and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.
The lack of emotional security of our American young people is due, I believe, to their isolation from the larger family unit. No two people - no mere father and mother - as I have often said, are enough to provide emotional security for a child. He needs to feel himself one in a world of kinfolk, persons of variety in age and temperament, and yet allied to himself by an indissoluble bond which he cannot break if he could, for nature has welded him into it before he was born.
The happiness of the domestic fireside is the first boon of Heaven; and it is well it is so, since it is that which is the lot of the mass of mankind.
If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors. All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body. You are the continuation of each of these people.
When you look at your life the greatest happinesses are family happinesses.
Cherish your human connections: your relationships with friends and family.
When trouble comes, it's your family that supports you.
In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.
No matter what you've done for yourself or for humanity, if you can't look back on having given love and attention to your own family, what have you really accomplished?
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