Dying people in pre-industrial cultures typically died in the context of an extended family, clan, or tribe.

I grew up in a very large family in a very small house. I never slept alone until after I was married.

I state for the record that I have never sought funds from any POW family, nor led them to believe in any way that we were going on a mission to rescue their specific missing loved one.

I think family movies have gotten so rich in this country.

I found it an interesting portrait of a marriage in exploring notions of how one partner supports the other, whilst not jeopardizing the greater good - which is the family.

Give us a chance to show you that those so-called protective laws to aid women - however well intentioned originally - have become in fact restraints, which keep wife, abandoned wife, and widow alike from supporting her family.

I grew up in a family where we weren't allowed to talk about beauty or to put any emphasis on physical appearance.

My family was very, very receptive to all; all races, religions.

Dignity is not negotiable. Dignity is the honor of the family.

I heard Yiddish when my father's family came to the house, which was as seldom as my mother could arrange it.

It's all about quality of life and finding a happy balance between work and friends and family.

Just to have that sense of family, it gives you something that you know you need to take care of for the rest of your life. People gave it to him, and he passed it on to us.

Is it philosophical, is it quite allowable, to assume without evidence from fossil plants that the family or any of the genera was once larger and wide spread? and occupied a continuous area?

Leave the matter of religion to the family altar, the church, and the private school, supported entirely by private contributions. Keep the church and state forever separate.

Insanity runs in my family. It practically gallops.