Familiarity breeds contempt—and children.

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

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

He that hath wife and children hath given hostages to fortune; for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue or mischief.

It is not flesh and blood but the heart which makes us fathers and sons.

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

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.

Again, men in general desire the good, and not merely what their fathers had.

To be a successful father… there’s one absolute rule: when you have a kid, don’t look at it for the first two years.

If parents would only realize how they bore their children!

Men are what their mothers made them.

God is our father, but even more is God our mother.