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When you are seventeen you aren’t really serious.

Good-morrow to the golden Morning! Good-morrow to the world's delight! I've come to bless thy life's beginning, That hath made my own so bright!
Maiden, when such a soul as thine is born, The morning-stars their ancient music make.
To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable.
Because time itself is like a spiral, something special happens on your birthday each year: The same energy that God invested in you at birth is present once again.
I suppose it's possible that the Sundance Kid didn't like to make much of his birthdays--they may have struck him as just another reminder that his draw was getting slower by the year--but what if he truly liked a major celebration? What if he looked forward every year to marking the day of his birth with what they used to call in the West "a real wingding, with pink balloons and a few survivors"? I think Butch Cassidy would have arranged it.
When I was One, / I had just begun. / When I was Two, / I was nearly new. / When I was Three / I was hardly me. / When I was Four, / I was not much more. / When I was Five, I was just alive. / But now I am Six, I’m as clever as clever, / So I think I’ll be six now for ever and ever.
No length of time can make you quit Honour and virtue, sense and wit, Thus you may still be young to me, While I can better hear than see ; Oh, ne'er may fortune show her spite,To make me deaf, and mend my sight.
Through a dull tract of woe, of dread, The toiling year has pass'd and fled: And, lo! in sad and pensive strain, I sing my birth-day date again.
In the gradual desuetude of old observances, this custom of solemnizing our proper birth-day hath nearly passed away, or is left to children, who reflect nothing at all about the matter, nor understand any thing in it beyond cake and orange.
What different dooms our birthdays bring!
So mayst thou live, dear! many years, In all the bliss that life endears, Not without smiles, nor yet from tears Too strictly kept: When first thy infant littleness I folded in my fond caress, The greatest proof of happiness Was this--I wept.
There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you get un-birthday presents-- . . . And only one for birthday presents, you know.
At another year I would not boggle Except that when I jog I joggle.
Happy Birthday, Johnny, Live beyond your income, Travel for enjoyment, Follow your own nose.
I have always been intrigued at what went on in the world on my birthdays long before I was born.
I used to anticipate my childhood birthday parties as if each were an annual coronation. Like most kids, I loved sitting at the head of the table with a crown on my head. In recent years, however, birthdays have been more like medical checkups--no fun at all but necessary if one intends to stay alive from year to year.

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