November Quotes

“You expected to be sad in the fall.
Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees
and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light.
But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.
When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring,
it was as though a young person died for no reason.”

(Ernest Hemingway)

“But then fall comes,
kicking summer out on its treacherous ass
as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September,
it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed.
It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair
and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places
he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.”

(Stephen King)

“Perhaps because it seems so appropriate,
I don’t notice the rain. It falls in sheets,
a blanket of silvery thread rushing to the hard almost
‑winter ground. Still, I stand without moving at the side of the coffin.”
― Michelle Zink

“Autumn leaves under frozen soles,
Hungry hands turning soft and old,
My hero cried as we stood out their in the cold,
Like these autumn leaves I don’t have nothing to hold

Autumn leaves how faded now,
that smile that i’ve lost, well i’ve found some how,
Because you still live on in my fathers eyes,
These autumn leaves, oh these autumn leaves, oh these autumn leaves are yours tonight.”

( Paolo Nutini)

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
The flowers of the witch hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question ‘Whither?’

Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?”

(Robert Frost)