The family – that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
The strength of a family, like the strength of an army, is in its loyalty to each other.
The informality of family life is a blessed condition that allows us all to become our best while looking our worst.
In family life, love is the oil that eases friction, the cement that binds closer together, and the music that brings harmony.
Having somewhere to go is home. Having someone to love is family. Having both is a blessing.
The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege.