I suddenly realized how much I loved her when we attended Alfred Hitchcock's 75th birthday party last August. There was something magical about that night and it made me see how much she really meant to me.

I was fired at the pinnacle of my career on my 39th birthday. And in the year that followed I learned that there are many psychological phases of being 'let go.'

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.

It's odd the things that people remember. Parents will arrange a birthday party certain it will stick in your mind forever. You'll have a nice time then two years later you'll be like 'There was a pony there? Really? And a clown with one leg?'

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.

There is still no cure for the common birthday.

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

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

Once you are labeled 'the best' you want to stay up there and you can't do it by loafing around.

I don't think there's anybody in America who thinks my personality is best suited to being Number Two.