Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.
A gift with a kind countenance is a double present.
If you look over the years the styles have changed - the clothes the hair...
The return of my birthday if I remember it fills me with thoughts which it...
We have to be able to grow up. Our wrinkles are our medals of the passage of...
Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words.
It was on my fifth birthday that Papa put his hand on my shoulder and said...
The only thing better than singing is more singing.
There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday...
It is lovely when I forget all birthdays including my own to find that...
Our spiritual attitude is determined by our conception of our relation to infinite spirit.
