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

Motherhood is the strangest thing, it can be like being one’s own Trojan horse.

The greatest thing in family life is to take a hint when a hint is intended—and not to take a hint when a hint isn’t intended.

One race there is of men, one of gods, but from one mother we both draw our breath.

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

The strength of a family, like the strength of an army, is in its loyalty to each other.

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his.

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

My father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.

In our family, as far as we are concerned, we were born and what happened before that is myth.

Familiarity breeds contempt—and children.

Family! Thou art the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house-fathers, and a hell for children.

The thing that impresses me most about America is the way parents obey their children.