Birthdays Quotes

When we're young we want to change the world. When we're old we want to change the young.

There are three ages of man: youth middle age and "Gee you look good."

The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always asked to do things and you are not yet decrepit enough to turn them down.

Although they probably know that some children were used and some children are used as miners, most adults are ignorant of the chocolate industry’s use of minors.

Life begins at the day of birth. Birthday is a great day of honour.

I'm sixty-five but if there were fifteen months in every year I'd only be forty-eight.

It's a sobering thought: When Mozart was my age he had been dead for two years.

The cost of living is going up and the chance of living is going down.

Like almost all girls I don't know the date of my birth: my parents did not trouble to record the day and the time. I only know the year and the season, and I only know the season because my mother had a great desire for asparagus when she was carrying me and swears that she ate it too green and her bellyache brought on my birth.

I was just thinking when I was a young girl I never knew what every young girl was supposed to know. And now I am going to be an old lady I don't know what every old lady is supposed to know.

Celebrate your day of birthday as special day.Make a specific birthday wishes and write it down.You will be amazed about the power of pen and inner strength to accomplish the wishes.This will be a special gift for yourself on each birthday.

Middle age is having a choice between two temptations and choosing the one that'll get you home earlier.

When I think of my dad as a little boy I tend to think of him in black and white.

I wouldn't say someone is old just because his social security is in Roman numerals or because Mozart played at his senior prom.

Hannah ran past, beaming. I remember that feeling--when you're a kid and it's your birthday and for one day everyone makes you feel like the most special person in the world.

You know you're getting older when you don't care where your wife goes just so you don't have to go along.

Natales grate numeras?(Do you count your birthdays with gratitude?)

The secret to longevity is to keep breathing.

I stay away from natural foods. At my age I need all the preservatives I can get.

The age of a woman doesn't mean a thing. The best tunes are played on the oldest fiddles.

She claims she just turned thirty but it must have been a U-turn!

Glen had a disability more disfiguring than a burn and more terrifying than cancer. Glen had been born on the day after Christmas. "My parents just combine my birthday with Christmas, that's all," he explained.But we knew this was a lie. Glen's parents just wrapped a couple of his Christmas presents in birthday-themed wrapping paper, stuck some candles in a supermarket cake, and had a dinner of Christmas leftovers.

Sometimes I feel that I'm not just aging . . . I'm decomposing.

What they don't understand about birthdays and what they never tell you is that when you're eleven, you're also ten, and nine, and eight, and seven, and six, and five, and four, and three, and two, and one.

You're only young once but you can always be immature.

Looking fifty is great - if you're sixty.

Time is a function of memory; what does not pass through a smile flies away through dark. Celebrating passing time applies to the successful ones. Cheer on your birthday, you're among the lucky ones.

Enjoy how sweet how thoughtful how kind I'm being on your birthday. Because tomorrow it's back to the same old crap.

Every birthday celebrates a life because every life is important.

You know you are getting older when "happy hour" is a nap.

People who have the most birthdays live the longest.

Middle age is when your narrow waist and broad mind begin to change places.

Wisdom doesn't automatically come with old age. Nothing does - except wrinkles. It's true some wines improve with age. But only if the grapes were good in the first place.

A child of God, special possession.

My mother buys a handful of wishing beans, which just seem to be white, dry beans with no specific magickal import. She will parse these out over the months when she feels her family members most need a wish. She can believe in wishes, since it is the familiar magic of wells, birthdays, and first stars.

Pushing fifty is exercise enough.

You hate birthdays yet pee your pants over presents. There is clearly something wrong with you," Garrett joked.

Of all the things I miss the thing I miss the most is my mind.

I may be forty but every morning when I get up I feel like a twenty-year-old. Unfortunately there's never one around.

Age is mind over matter. If you don't mind it doesn't matter.

When she told me her age I believed her - why not? she hasn't changed her story for five years.

She's not pushing forty she's dragging it.

But I get it; it's a way to mark time. When your life's too busy, it forces you to check in with yourself. Or when it feels all the same all the time, maybe it can make you feel special.

I refuse to admit I'm more than fifty-two even if that does make my sons illegitimate.

Most people would instantly start feeling ten years older if someone were to convince them that they were actually born a decade before their birthdate.

Actually being sixty-five isn't so bad. As a matter of fact I rather like being called a sexagenarian. At this time of life it sounds like flattery.

I'm at an age where my back goes out more than I do.

I can't tell you his age but when he was born the wonder drug was Mercurochrome.

The birth of a child is divine miracle.

The day of birth is day of life.

To what do you attribute your advanced age? Well I suppose I must attribute it to the fact that I have not died.

A child s a special possession from God.

Middle age occurs when you are too young to take up golf and too old to rush up to the net.

When Julia Child was asked to what she credited her longevity she replied "Red meat and gin."

The day of birth is a miraculous day.

You can live to be a hundred if you give up all the things that make you want to live to a hundred.

Middle age is when your old classmates are so gray and wrinkled and bald they don't recognize you.

The age of some women is like the speedometer on a used car - you know it's set back but you don't know how far.

And the news got worse. It appeared that there was this whole other person Jesus Christ whose birthday a lot of people tended to confuse with mine. I was personally outraged. It was a long time before I forgave the Lord for that.

Mondays taste like split-pea soup,Tuesdays taste like gobbledygook,Wednesdays taste like licorice,Thursdays taste like deep-fried fish,Fridays taste like the color red,Saturdays taste like gingerbread,Sundays taste like chicken breast,But birthdays! Birthdays taste the best!Birthdays taste like chocolate cake,Balloons, presents, and sirloin steak.