Quotes of: Next-year Keyword

MURRY: I believe in a lot of things. Santa Claus, magic, vampires, and even ghosts but I don't believe in luck. Good or bad.

New Year's Thieve

MURRY: Resolutions are a complete waste of time. They're just this meaningless ritual, empty promises we make and break within hours of each other.

New Year's Thieve

You know what?” he whispered, out of breath, “You’re about to be in a whole lot of trouble. We probably better go.

Lock Creek: One Year's Time

There were only three names on the map of the region we had brought with us, but we now filled in more than two hundred.

Seven Years in Tibet

Friendship throws out deep roots in honest hearts, D'Artagnan. Believe me, it is only the evil-minded who deny friendship; they cannot understand it.

Twenty Years After

Living in a galaxy is like living in a neighborhood where the house down the street might have burned down four thousand years ago but you wouldn't know it for another three thousand years.

Things That Are

The third year at a school for any head coach is the most important year for the program they are attempting to develop.

Team Of One: We Believe

The year you were born marks only your entry into the world. Other years where you prove your worth, they are the ones worth celebrating.

This Book Title is Invisible

...her own experience was beginning to tell her that an alert old age can be more keen than the cards.

One Hundred Years of Solitude

You can't come in, colonel," she told him. "You may be in command of your war, but I'm in command of my house.

One Hundred Years of Solitude

Then he made one last effort to search in his heart for the place where his affection had rotted away, and he could not find it.

One Hundred Years of Solitude

It had never occurred to him until then to think that literature was the best plaything that had ever been invented to make fun of people...

One Hundred Years of Solitude

Things have a life of their own," the gypsy proclaimed with a harsh accent. "It's simply a matter of waking up their souls.

One Hundred Years of Solitude

Stories about lives remembered bring us backward while allowing us to move forward.

Tolstoy and the Purple Chair: My Year of Magical Reading

I’ve come a long way in the last year. 365 days, to be exact.

This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

I ask no paradise on high, With cares on earth oppressed, The only heaven for which I sigh, Is rest, eternal rest.

Twelve Years a Slave

I’m up for the Julius Caesar Author of the Year Award this year. I’m tremendously proud, considering Caesar is the guy who burned down the Library of Alexandria.

This Book Has No Title

Just because you spent 4 years studying a subject doesn't mean you have to suffer the rest of your 40 years doing the same.

Tomorrow Today

You want to be happy? You want to be well? Then put your boots on.

Voluntary Madness: My Year Lost and Found in the Loony Bin

To give a tangerine is a Chinese New Year's Tradition. Stems are left on to keep friendship intact.

Very California: Travels Through the Golden State

Well, first you have to be very, very funny. I have realized that it is essential for a boy to be funny. Otherwise, what is the point in a boy?

The Year of Secret Assignments