Happy 37th Birthday, Benedict!
You are the most beautiful person I know and you are the reason why I still want to wake up in the morning. You gave my life a point. And I am thankful for that. I hope you never change because for me you are already perfect. Dork or incredibly hot, ginger or blonde, with curls or moustache, you are always beautiful to me (inside and outside and you know what? you sometimes even make me fucking stop breathing).
I know your next year is going to be cumbersome.
“I’ve seen and swam and climbed and lived and driven and filmed. Should it all end tomorrow, I can definitely say there would be no regrets. I am very lucky, and I know it. I really have lived 5,000 times over.”
July 19, 1976
Happy 37th birthday, dear Benedict!