My goodness, you're 60 already, already Time is a thief But still, you're only as old as your tongue And a little bit older than your teeth Have a wonderful birthday

Six happy years together Such a perfect matching You're entering the 7 year itch zone This is no time for scratching

Take life with a pinch of salt A shot of tequila and a wedge of lime Do nothing at all But take your time

The greatest gift I ever had Came from God; I call him Dad!

May today be filled With bright hopes for the future And happy memories of the past

It started with a simple ring, You became husband and wife, You progressed to being parents And you're still best friends for life.

May every memory that you share Of dreams you've seen come true, Help make this special anniversary day A happy one, for the two of you

Goodbyes are not forever Goodbyes aren't final, when You only mean we'll miss you Until we meet again

May you always be each other's best friend, May your mutual love continue to be so May your successful marriage continue to thrive May love flourish, prosper, bloom and grow

It's all flags, fireworks, family, food and fun That's July Four July Five, the fun is done The fireworks are no more

You really must stop acting Like a 20-year-old, gold plated In a midlife crisis You just graduated Happy 60th

it is with this same imperialism that present-day simulators attempt to make the real, all of the real, coincide with their models of simulation.

To be a STAR, you must shine your own light, follow your own path and don’t worry about the darkness, for that, is when stars shine brightest

You know everyone loves a palace.

Teach us, O Lord, the disciplines of patience, for to wait is often harder than to work.

I have big everything on the bottom but I love my legs. You've got to love what's yours.

I have deceived my friends, and I had millions of them.

I have a great plain blue shirt from APC, and a denim one from Dolce that I wear constantly. It's hard to find the perfect denim shirt, but this is it.

When you're at the top, there's only one way to go.

Joy is not a feeling in us. Joy does not enter into us. We enter into joy: "Enter into the joy of your Lord" (Mt 25:21).

You're either on the bus or off the bus.