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

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

Mother died today. Or maybe it was yesterday, I don’t know. 

It’s frightening to think that you mark your children merely by being yourself… it seems unfair. You can’t assume the responsibility for everything you do—or don’t do.

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

The family is the test of freedom; because the family is the only thing that the free man makes for himself and by himself.

If parents would only realize how they bore their children!

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.

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

By and large, mothers and housewives are the only workers who do not have regular time off. They are the great vacationless class.