In family life, love is the oil that eases friction, the cement that binds closer together, and the music that brings harmony.
The informality of family life is a blessed condition that allows us all to become our best while looking our worst.
The only rock I know that stays steady, the only institution I know that works, is the family.
The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege.
Families are like branches on a tree. We grow in different directions yet our roots remain as one.