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

The family is one of nature’s masterpieces.

The greatest thing in family life is to take a hint when a hint is intended-and not to take a hint when a hint isn’t intended.

Family faces are magic mirrors. Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present, and future.

Family is not an important thing. It’s everything.

The most important thing in the world is family and love.

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.

In family life, love is the oil that eases friction, the cement that binds closer together, and the music that brings harmony.

To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.

The strength of a family, like the strength of an army, lies in its loyalty to each other.

When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching–they are your family.

A family is a risky venture, because the greater the love, the greater the loss… That’s the trade-off. But I’ll take it all.

A happy family is but an earlier heaven.

Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.

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

Being a family means you are a part of something very wonderful. It means you will love and be loved for the rest of your life.

It didn’t matter how big our house was; it mattered that there was love in it.

Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family: Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.

Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten.

We may have our differences, but nothing’s more important than family.