I grew up in a very religious family. I could read the Qu’ran easily at the age of five.
Like all my family and class, I considered it a sign of weakness to show affection; to have been caught kissing my mother would have been a disgrace, and to have shown affection for my father would have been a disaster.
Feelings of worth can flourish only in an atmosphere where individual differences are appreciated, mistakes are tolerated, communication is open, and rules are flexible – the kind of atmosphere that is found in a nurturing family.
Little children are still the symbol of the eternal marriage between love and duty.
A home with a loving and loyal husband and wife is the supreme setting in which children can be reared in love and righteousness and in which the spiritual and physical needs of children can be met.
I have these visions of myself being thirty, thirty-five, forty having a family.
I grew up in a family in which political issues were often discussed, and debated intensely.
The family is the nucleus of civilization.
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
Having family responsibilities and concerns just has to make you a more understanding person.
I don’t know if I believe in marriage. I believe in family, love and children.
I was born into the most remarkable and eccentric family I could possibly have hoped for.
The joke in our family is that we can cry reading the phone book.
I love my family.
I stay in tune with my family and God.
You don’t have to give birth to someone to have a family.
The left dismisses talk about the collapse of family life and talks instead about the emergence of the growing new diversity of family types.
My family background was deeply Christian.
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.
He who is overly attached to his family members experiences fear and sorrow, for the root of all grief is attachment. Thus one should discard attachment to be happy.
We went to church every Sunday. When I was a kid, the only time I sang was around my family.
If we abandon marriage, we abandon the family.
I don’t have to look up my family tree, because I know that I’m the sap.
Happy or unhappy, families are all mysterious. We have only to imagine how differently we would be described – and will be, after our deaths – by each of the family members who believe they know us.
Make a Goal Box, a chart of positive daily contact with a family when you are working with them.
