For me, the end of childhood came when the number of candles on my birthday cake no longer reflected my age, around 19 or 20. From then on, each candle came to represent an entire decade.

Youth has no age.

The main prank that we play with props is for people's birthdays. The special effects people will put a little explosive in the cake so it blows up in their face - that's always fun to play on a guest star, or one of the trainees or someone who's new.

The return of my birthday, if I remember it, fills me with thoughts which it seems to be the general care of humanity to escape.

I wanted to buy a candle holder, but the store didn't have one. So I got a cake.

I had a birthday one night on a farm we were shooting on. I walked into the tent, and there were 150 people waiting for me, all wearing masks of my face.

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

The reason I met my husband was because I remembered a friend's birthday. The moral of the story is: Remember people's birthdays.

Age is a case of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it don't matter.

It takes a long time to become young.

If we celebrate Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday at a time of presidential inaugurals, this is thanks to Ronald Reagan who created the holiday, and not to the Democratic Congress of the Carter years, which rejected it.

Don't just count your years, make your years count.

When I was young and it was someone's birthday, I didn't have the money to buy nice presents so I would take my mom's camera and make a movie parody for whoever's birthday it was. When I'd show it them, they'd die laughing. That reaction was a high for me, and I loved that feeling.

The worst part about celebrating another birthday is the shock that you're only as well as you are.

We'll take the cake with the red cherry on top.

If I could be doing anything, I'd be laying on the floor in my birthday suit eating junk food and watching something dumb on TV.

I was forced to live far beyond my years when just a child, now I have reversed the order and I intend to remain young indefinitely.

I'm a summer baby, so I usually have my birthday as a good summer memory.

Let us never know what old age is. Let us know the happiness time brings, not count the years.

On every birthday, I ask my wife, 'What would you like this year?' and her instant reply is, 'Diamonds! Diamonds! Diamonds!' I'm always living in hope that one day she'll say she just wants me!

Your children need your presence more than your presents.

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.'

The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.

I think there's something about the homemade birthday cake, because my wife, on my daughter's first birthday, started the tradition where she takes a full cake and cuts the number birthday out of it.

My mother still sends a cake to the office for my birthday.

Most of us can remember a time when a birthday - especially if it was one's own - brightened the world as if a second sun has risen.

I jumped out of an airplane on my 34th birthday because I promised myself I would. I have an interest in confronting my fears.

My life is better with every year of living it.

Any time women come together with a collective intention, it's a powerful thing. Whether it's sitting down making a quilt, in a kitchen preparing a meal, in a club reading the same book, or around the table playing cards, or planning a birthday party, when women come together with a collective intention, magic happens.

Cakes are special. Every birthday, every celebration ends with something sweet, a cake, and people remember. It's all about the memories.

Every year on your birthday, you get a chance to start new.

The only thing better than singing is more singing.

As a child, I always chose a false nose and some face paint and a wig for my birthday.

I binge when I'm happy. When everything is going really well, every day is like I'm at a birthday party.

A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.

You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the cake.

There is still no cure for the common birthday.

My mom FedExes a red velvet cake she makes from scratch to me every birthday.

This is a wonderful way to celebrate an 80th birthday... I wanted to be 65 again, but they wouldn't let me - Homeland Security.

Success is like reaching an important birthday and finding you're exactly the same.

Cherish all your happy moments; they make a fine cushion for old age.

My biggest hero, Gregory Peck, was my birthday present on April 14, 1973. I just sat and stared at him.

All the world is birthday cake, so take a piece, but not too much.

I am a big popcorn fanatic. I love popcorn. In fact one year for my birthday, my husband bought me one of those big popcorn machines like they have in movie theaters.

I get uncomfortable when people give me presents and watch me open them. I don't have birthday parties, because the idea of a group of people singing and looking at me while I'm blowing out candles gives me hives.

The 20th anniversary of my dad David's death coincided with my 50th Test cap and for it to be my mum Janet's birthday, too, made it an emotional few days. It was not an easy week, being the Pink Test and my mum having had breast cancer twice.

Love the giver more than the gift.

I quit high school on my birthday. It was my senior year and I didn't see the point. This was 1962, and I was ready to make music.

If every year is a marble, how many marbles do you have left? How many sunrises, how many opportunities to rise to the full stature of your being?

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

John Candy knew he was going to die. He told me on his 40th birthday. He said, well, Maureen, I'm on borrowed time.

When I was in elementary school, I used to write letters to myself. I'd write letters and go 'Dear Kristen-at-16-years-old, happy birthday. I hope you're doing something.'

When I retired from the NFL, my son was born on my birthday two weeks later, which is Valentine's Day. Imagine having a son born on your birthday.

There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents, and only one for birthday presents, you know.

A gift, with a kind countenance, is a double present.

I kept a diary right after I was born. Day 1: Tired from the move. Day 2: Everyone thinks I'm an idiot.

I'm amazed. When I was 40, I thought I'd never make 50. And at 50 I thought the frosting on the cake would be 60. At 60, I was still going strong and enjoying everything.

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 cried on my 18th birthday. I thought 17 was such a nice age. You're young enough to get away with things, but you're old enough, too.

Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!

Every year on my birthday, I start a new playlist titled after my current age so I can keep track of my favorite songs of the year as a sort of musical diary because I am a teenage girl.

It was on my fifth birthday that Papa put his hand on my shoulder and said, 'Remember, my son, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.'

The greatest gift that you can give to others is the gift of unconditional love and acceptance.

To me - old age is always ten years older than I am.

Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words.

There are two great days in a person's life - the day we are born and the day we discover why.

To give somebody your time is the biggest gift you can give.

Presents don't really mean much to me. I don't want to sound mawkish, but - it was the realization that I have a great many people in my life who really love me, and who I really love.

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

God gave us the gift of life; it is up to us to give ourselves the gift of living well.

Since graduation, I have measured time in 4-by-5-inch pieces of paper, four days on the left and three on the right. Every social engagement, interview, reading, flight, doctor's appointment, birthday and dry-cleaning reminder has been handwritten between metal loops.

My happiest memory of childhood was my first birthday in reform school. This teacher took an interest in me. In fact, he gave me the first birthday presents I ever got: a box of Cracker Jacks and a can of ABC shoe polish.

I believe that at least 70 percent of parenting goes to the mother. In our house, I'm the one who knows about all the school stuff, helps with the homework, organizes the play dates, and remembers the birthday parties.

At my age flowers scare me.

I intend to live forever. So far, so good.

The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate.

I don't pay attention to the number of birthdays. It's weird when I say I'm 53. It just is crazy that I'm 53. I think I'm very immature. I feel like a kid. That's why my back goes out all the time, because I completely forget I can't do certain things anymore - like doing the plank for 10 minutes.

People give one another things that can't be gift wrapped.

You take away all the other luxuries in life, and if you can make someone smile and laugh, you have given the most special gift: happiness.

The great thing about getting older is that you don't lose all the other ages you've been.

Every day, every birthday candle I blow out, every penny I throw over my shoulder in a wishing well, every time my daughter says, 'Let's make a wish on a star,' there's one thing I wish for: wisdom.

When someone asks if you'd like cake or pie, why not say you want cake and pie?

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.

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.

Let them eat cake.

The best way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once.

I tried to bake a cake for my mother's birthday - it took me four hours. It was terrible, and I cried for three days.

Most of us have fond memories of food from our childhood. Whether it was our mom's homemade lasagna or a memorable chocolate birthday cake, food has a way of transporting us back to the past.

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.

Most of us have fond memories of food from our childhood. Whether it was our mom's homemade lasagna or a memorable chocolate birthday cake, food has a way of transporting us back to the past.

Like many women my age, I am 28 years old.

We have to be able to grow up. Our wrinkles are our medals of the passage of life. They are what we have been through and who we want to be.

It was my 16th birthday - my mom and dad gave me my Goya classical guitar that day. I sat down, wrote this song, and I just knew that that was the only thing I could ever really do - write songs and sing them to people.

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

My policy on cake is pro having it and pro eating it.

A birthday is just another day where you go to work and people give you love. Age is just a state of mind, and you are as old as you think you are. You have to count your blessings and be happy.

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.

How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?

You don't get older, you get better.

The greatest gifts you can give your children are the roots of responsibility and the wings of independence.