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Tennis is just a game, family is forever.

Remember when we said; when we turned gray; when the children grow up and move away; we won't be sad - we'll be glad for all the life we've had and we'll remember when.
Remember when?

I have a wonderful shelter, which is my family.
I have a wonderful relationship with my brother and sister;
this makes me feel that I know always where I belong.

A man finds room in the few square inches of his face for the traits of all his ancestors;
for the expression of all his history, and his wants.

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.

Happy of unhappy, families are 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.

Family is not an important thing.
It's everything.

What lies behind you and what lies in front of you,
pales in comparison to what lies inside of you.

Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

Family faces are magic mirrors.
Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, the present, and the future.