You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.
The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life.
In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.
Family faces are magic mirrors. Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present and future.
Family is essential because we all yearn to feel like we belong to something greater than ourselves.
It is important for us also to cultivate in our own family a sense that we belong together eternally, that whatever changes outside our home, there are fundamental aspects of our relationship which will never change.
The future belongs to those who give the next generation reason for hope.
Rejoice with your family in the beautiful land of life.
Some family trees bear an enormous crop of nuts.
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.
To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.
The Family that prays together, stays together.
We ought to encourage our children to know their relatives. We need to talk of them, make effort to correspond with them, visit them, join family organizations, etc.
The family is one of nature's masterpieces.
It is not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us fathers and sons.
Nobody has ever before asked the nuclear family to live all by itself in a box the way we do. With no relatives, no support, we've put it in an impossible situation.
A family reunion is an effective form of birth control.
People are generally irrational, unreasonable and selfish. They deserve to be loved, anyway.
I don't have to look up my family tree, because I know that I'm the sap.
If you don't believe in ghosts, you've never been to a family reunion.
I wish I could relate to the people I'm related to.
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.
Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.
In some families, please is described as the magic word. In our house, however, it was sorry.
I grew up with six brothers. That's how I learned to dance - waiting for the bathroom.
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