Beautiful, Beautiful November Quotes

"It is November. The noons are more laconic and the sunsets sterner, and Gibraltar lights make the village foreign. November always seemed to me the Norway of the year."

Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Elizabeth Holland, wr. c. November 1865

"It was the strangled cold of November; even the stars were strapped in the sky and that moon too bright  forking through the bars to stick me with a singing in the head. I have forgotten all the rest."

-Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; "Music Swims Back To Me"

But there is always a November space after the leaves have fallen when she felt it was almost indecent to intrude on the woods…for their glory terrestrial had departed and their glory celestial of spirit and purity and whiteness had not yet come upon them.

-L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars

November is usually such a disagreeable month... as if the year had suddenly found out that she was growing old and could do nothing but weep and fret over it. This year is growing old gracefully... just like a stately old lady who knows she can be charming even with gray hair and wrinkles. We've had lovely days and delicious twilights.

-L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea 

The month was November, the leaves had turned to a brilliant red. What I wanted most was time to absorb something which I already knew I should never forget.

-Vita Sackville-West, from "Note of Another Country: Tuscany" wr. c. 1926