I have been called a nun with a switchblade where my privacy is concerned. I think there's a point where one says that's for family that's for me.

I'm worried about that man or woman sitting around - the coffee table tonight or in their kitchen talking about how are we going to get to work. How are we going to have the dignity to take care of our family.

In a big family the first child is kind of like the first pancake. If it's not perfect that's okay there are a lot more coming along.

The family wage has been eroded by the same developments that have promoted consumerism as a way of life.

It is no longer an unwritten law of American capitalism that industry will attempt to maintain wages at a level that allows a single wage to support a family.

If anything interferes with my inner peace I will walk away. Arguments with family members. All that stuff. None of it matters.

Studies have shown that since women have had access to the pill and family planning measures they have made huge gains in both wages and in careers that were dominated by men.

Only solitary men know the full joys of frienship. Others have their family but to a solitary and an exile his friends are everything.

I know it's a cliche but the whole family is just whacked. I mean we're all out of our minds. They're the funniest most eccentric bizarre people I've ever met my siblings.

I want to do as little as possible when I finish playing ball - just spend a lot more time with my family.