Without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold.

Growing old is no more than a bad habit which a busy man has no time to form

I'm a proud family man.

Memory is a great artist. For every man and for every woman it makes the recollection of his or her life a work of art and an unfaithful record.

I stand with this family. I stand on the side of this young man,

He was a real family man. Every Sunday he would cook up this big feast over at his house, and my wife and I would come over for dinner. His daughters were taking dance lessons, and he used to go to all the recitals. He was the type of guy who would make you feel good about yourself. You always got the sense that he was on your side.