I remember when the candle shop burned down. Everyone stood around singing 'Happy Birthday.'

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.

A gift consists not in what is done or given, but in the intention of the giver or doer.

The way I see it, you should live everyday like its your birthday.

I think, at a child's birth, if a mother could ask a fairy godmother to endow it with the most useful gift, that gift should be curiosity.

My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.

If you can give your child only one gift, let it be enthusiasm.

You know you're getting old when you get that one candle on the cake. It's like, 'See if you can blow this out.'

Handmade presents are scary because they reveal that you have too much free time.

It is lovely, when I forget all birthdays, including my own, to find that somebody remembers me.