At the end of the day, a loving family should find everything forgivable.
There is no such thing as fun for the whole family.
Insanity runs in my family. It practically gallops.
The future belongs to those who give the next generation reason for hope.
People are generally irrational, unreasonable and selfish. They deserve to be loved, anyway.
Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
Are we not like two volumes of one book?
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 family - that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
The family is a haven in a heartless world.
Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home.
When you look at your life the greatest happinesses are family happinesses.
I don't have to look up my family tree, because I know that I'm the sap.
Important families are like potatoes. The best parts are underground.
If the family were a fruit, it would be an orange, a circle of sections, held together but separable - each segment distinct.
I grew up with six brothers. That's how I learned to dance - waiting for the bathroom.
It is not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us fathers and sons.
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.
In some families, please is described as the magic word. In our house, however, it was sorry.
This packrat has learned that what the next generation will value most is not what we owned, but the evidence of who we were and the tales of how we loved. In the end, it's the family stories that are worth the storage.
If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.
Always be nice to your children because they are the ones who will choose your rest home.
Perhaps the greatest social service that can be rendered by anybody to the country and to mankind is to bring up a family.
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.
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