Where lurk sweet echoes of the dear homevoices,
Each note of which calls like a little sister,
Those airs slow, read more

Where lurk sweet echoes of the dear homevoices,
Each note of which calls like a little sister,
Those airs slow, slow ascending, as the smokewreaths
Rise from the hearthstones of our native hamlets
Cyrano Act 5.

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of read more

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.

Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children.

Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children.

Family life is too intimate to be preserved by the spirit of justice. It can be sustained by a spirit read more

Family life is too intimate to be preserved by the spirit of justice. It can be sustained by a spirit of love which goes beyond justice.

Having a family is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain.

Having a family is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain.

Whatever they grow up to be, they are still our children, and the one most important of all the things read more

Whatever they grow up to be, they are still our children, and the one most important of all the things we can give to them is unconditional love. Not a love that depends on anything at all except that they are our children.

You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.

You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.

My family is my strength and my weakness.

My family is my strength and my weakness.

One\'s family is the most important thing in life. I look at it this way: One of these days I\'ll read more

One\'s family is the most important thing in life. I look at it this way: One of these days I\'ll be over in a hospital somewhere with four walls around me. And the only people who\'ll be with me will be my family.