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Birthdays are getting harder as I get older.
If you look in the Bible there's no birthdays.
Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.
Birthdays are about doing something fun and interesting.
I've spent many birthdays on a movie set, all great days.
I love a card. You know, cards? At birthdays? I collect them.
I love birthdays, holidays, and anything that calls for a celebration.
Birthdays, for me, are not really important. It is just like any other day.
I'm going to hide - I always do on my birthday, I never celebrate birthdays.
Do not forget birthdays. This is in no way a propaganda for a larger population.
Being a Jehovah's Witness, I don't celebrate birthdays or holidays. I don't vote.
When I was four and my sister six, we got a Susie Homemaker oven for our birthdays.
I'm not going to be caught around here for any fool celebration. To hell with birthdays!
Birthday Alarm was a very simple site based on being reminded of your friends' birthdays.
We don't celebrate birthdays in our family; the money was always given towards social causes.
It is lovely, when I forget all birthdays, including my own, to find that somebody remembers me.
I work on holidays. I work on birthdays. I work on New Year's. I work. I keep my ears to the streets.
Birthdays are a reward for having shown up 365 days in a row. It's like getting a badge for attendance.
Almost every one of my various zero numbered birthdays has had a big concert in London and often in Paris.
Marriage is the alliance of two people, one of whom never remembers birthdays and the other who never forgets them.
Prince didn't want to celebrate birthdays but to live life, to elevate and educate to the next level of enlightenment.
Don't send funny greeting cards on birthdays or at Christmas. Save them for funerals, when their cheery effect is needed.
I hate birthdays. I thought that I only hated my own birthday, and then I realized that I hate my children's birthdays too.
The reason I met my husband was because I remembered a friend's birthday. The moral of the story is: Remember people's birthdays.
My mother loved entertaining, and I've followed suit, so we have big celebrations for New Year, Passover, Thanksgiving and birthdays.
Let's make a law that gay people can have birthdays, but straight people get more cake - you know, to send the right message to kids.
I like to go to anybody else's birthday, and if I'm invited I'm a good guest. But I never celebrate my birthdays. I really don't care.
I'm a SoHo born-and-raised kid. So my parents dragged me to lots of museums, and for birthdays and any kind of celebration, we'd go to the theater.
I love the big fresh starts, the clean slates like birthdays and new years, but I also really like the idea that we can get up every morning and start over.
Anniversaries are like birthdays: occasions to celebrate and to think ahead, usually among friends with whom one shares not only the past but also the future.
Military families miss out on experiences that most civilian families do not: birthdays, anniversaries, vacations, funerals and even the births of their children.
My parents took us to a lot of concerts. We started asking for tickets for birthdays. My sister asked to go to Madonna's 'Like A Virgin' tour. I went too. I loved it!
I don't want to be dragging myself on stage, year in year out, until someone else tells me it is time to go. There are certain birthdays that make you revalue your life.
I reflected a lot, I thought a lot on my 50th birthday. It has been one of the most important birthdays in my life, not in terms of celebration but in terms of retrospect.
I enjoy working with the American Cancer Society because I fully support its mission of saving lives and creating a world with less cancer and more birthdays for everyone.
I actually visit the temple every day but I genuinely don't understand the importance that people give to their birthdays or any special day, be it a festival or a birthday.
I have a few pieces that I got for my birthdays or that I bought for myself: I acquire things that speak to me and put them on my wall. When I see things I like, I just know.
There will be birthdays in the next twelve months; books keep well; they're easy to wrap: buy those books now. Buy replacements for any books looking raggedy on your shelves.
There are going to be birthdays, weddings, BBQs and work dos and you are entitled to have a few drinks, a slice of cake, a pepperoni pizza or an Easter egg every now and then.
I hate birthdays. I hate birthday parties. I hate them. I don't know what it is, anybody's only got to come wafting near me with a piece of cake with a candle on and I break out in hives.
My dad would be down at the social club and my mum would be looking after us. Their time out together was limited to birthdays and, particularly being Scottish, to Hogmanay and Christmas.
I work every day, and every year I spend seven months away from my family. I miss my kids' birthdays, and those are times I will never be able to go back on and share with them. That kills me.
I loved raising my kids. I loved the process, the dirt of it, the tears of it, the frustration of it, Christmas, Easter, birthdays, growth charts, pediatrician appointments. I loved all of it.
We all have special numbers in our lives, and 4 is that for me. It's the day I was born. My mother's birthday, and a lot of my friends' birthdays, are on the fourth; April 4 is my wedding date.
My grandmother lived to 104 years old, and part of her success was she woke up every morning to a brand new day. She said every morning is a new gift. Her favorite hobby was collecting birthdays.
I want to talk about how great of a father I am. How I never miss any of my kids' wrestling tournaments or big events like birthdays or holidays. I'm always there for anything to do with my kids.
I used to get a lot of rubber ducks on my birthdays as presents because, you know, I make rubber ducks. But then I get the ugliest ones with a neck, ugly colors, and devil ears. I don't like those.
Because let's be clear about this: birthdays are for children. It's the one day of the year where they get properly spoilt and are the centre of attention, and they get the presents they really, really want.
If I have learned anything, it is to keep my wife happy by sending her lavish gifts. Other men can learn from my success and send their wives and girlfriends fresh flowers for birthdays, anniversaries, and of course, Valentine's Day.
My ace in the hole as a human being used to be my capacity for remembering birthdays. I worked at it. Whenever I made a new friend, I made a point of finding out his or her birthday early on, and I would record it in my Filofax calendar.