Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
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.
Family is essential because we all yearn to feel like we belong to something greater than ourselves.
People are generally irrational, unreasonable and selfish. They deserve to be loved, anyway.
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.
I don't have to look up my family tree, because I know that I'm the sap.
To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.
The family is one of nature's masterpieces.
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
Never go to your high school reunion pregnant or they will think that is all you have done since you graduated.
As far as I'm concerned, there won't be a Beatles reunion as long as John Lennon remains dead.
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.
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.
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.
This dress exacerbates the genetic betrayal that is my legacy.
Family faces are magic mirrors. Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present and future.
The family - that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.
You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.