New Year Quotes
Most popular new year quotes
New Year's Day is every man's birthday.
Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right.
Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.
A good resolution is like an old horse which is often saddled but rarely ridden.
Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering, "It will be happier."
Every New Year is the direct descendant, isn't it, of a long line of proven criminals?
For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.
Of all sound of all bells ... most solemn and touching is the peal which rings out the Old Year.
The object of a New Year is not that we should have a new year, it is that we should have a new soul.
An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves.
Year's end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us.
Drop the last year into the silent limbo of the past. Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go.
A new year is a clean slate, a chance to suck in your breath, decide all is not lost and give yourself another chance.
Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
New Year's Day. Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual.
On New Year's Day every calendar, large and small, has the same number of dates. But we soon learn that the years are of very different lengths.
Some people have a regular practice of making New Year resolutions—generally shattering them before January has hidden its cold head out of sight.
We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day.
And now let us believe in a long year that is given to us, new, untouched, full of things that have never been, full of work that has never been done, full of tasks, claims, and demands.
Time has no division to mark its passage, there is never a thunder-storm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year. Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols.
A new year is a gift, a small piece of infinity, to do with as we will. Things happen. We grow (we hope), and we learn willy nilly. Life moves around us, life moves through us to others, and the year gradually accepts its pattern. We give, we take, we resist, we flow.
I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You're doing things you've never done before, and more importantly, you're Doing Something.
Why won't they let a year die without bringing in a new one on the instant, can't they use birth control on time? I want an interregnum. The stupid years patter on with unrelenting feet, never stopping—rising to little monotonous peaks in our imaginations at festivals like New Year's and Easter and Christmas—But, goodness, why need they do it?