A family’s photograph album is generally about the extended family—and, often, is all that remains of it.

As the family goes, so goes the nation and so goes the whole world in which we live.

Families, I hate you! Shut-in homes, closed doors, jealous possessions of happiness.

In peace, children inter their parents; war violates the order of nature and causes parents to inter their children.

My mother protected me from the world and my father threatened me with it.

The root of the kingdom is in the State. The root of the State is in the family. The root of the family is in the person of its Head.

If parents would only realize how they bore their children!

Men are what their mothers made them.

Every adolescent has that dream every century has that dream every revolutionary has that dream, to destroy the family.  

A Jewish man with parents alive is a fifteen-year-old boy, and will remain a fifteen-year-old boy till they die!

Every man sees in his relatives, and especially in his cousins, a series of grotesque caricatures of himself.

Familiarity breeds contempt—and children.

It is impossible to please all the world and one’s father.