100 Quotes To Welcome The Month Of November
The 11th month of the year and by far the best month of Autumn, the best November quotes on the internet embrace everything that’s beautiful in November.
From the first day of November, the cold nights and stunning November sky always feel like the start of new beginnings and the first real strides towards winter months.
So whether you’re looking for heartwarming November quotes for thanksgiving day, or something to warm your soul during a dull November morning, the 100 quotes we have compiled below are sure to give you what you need.
15 Stunning November Quotes For The Fall
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”
— Albert Camus
“This November there seems to be nothing to say.”
— Anne Sexton
“The wild November comes at last beneath a veil of rain. The night wind blows its folds aside, her face is full of pain. The latest of her race, she takes the Autumn’s vacant throne. She has but one short moon to live and she must live alone.”
– R.H. Stoddard
“October’s foliage yellows with his cold. In rattling showers dark November’s rain. From every stormy cloud, descends amain, till keen December’s snows close up the year again.”
– John Ruskin
“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.”
— Jim Bishop
“That soft autumnal time, the woodland foliage now is gathered by the wild November blast.”
– John Howard Bryant
“I cannot endure wasting anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne
“November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear.”
— Sir Walter Scott
“I saw old Autumn in the misty morn, Stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.”
— Thomas Hood, “Ode: Autumn”
“Autumn. The greatest show of all times.”
– Mehmet Murat Idan
“O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being. Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead. Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing.”
— Percy Bysshe Shelley
“In November, the trees are standing all sticks and bones. Without their leaves, how lovely they are, spreading their arms like dancers. They know it is time to be still.”
— Cynthia Rylant
“November at its best—with a sort of delightful menace in the air.”
— Anne Bosworth Greene
“The world is tired, the year is old, the faded leaves are glad to die.”
— Sara Teasdale
16 November Quotes For Inspiration
“The house was very quiet, and the fog we are in November now pressed against the windows like an excluded ghost.”
— E.M. Forster
“How sad would be November if we had no knowledge of the spring!”
— Edwin Way Teale
“November: The last month of autumn, but the beginning of a new adventure;
time to take a risk and do the unexpected.”
— Unknown
“And November sad, a psalm. Tender, trustful, full of balm. Thou must breathe in spirits calm.”
— Caroline May
“In rough October earth must disrobe her, stars fall and shoot. In keen November, and night is long, and cold is strong nn bleak December.”
— Christina G. Rossetti
“The thinnest yellow light of November is more warming and exhilarating than any wine they tell of. The mite which November contributes becomes equal in value to the bounty of July.”
— Henry David Thoreau
“November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.”
— Emily Dickinson
“Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moon rise.”
— Gladys Taber
“Spring’s wakening bugle long is hushed, long dimm’d is Summer’s splendor October yields her easel bright to “black and white” November.”
— James Rigg
“Welcome sweet November, the season of senses and my favorite month of all.”
— Gregory F. Lenz
“It is also November. The noons are more laconic and the sunsets sterner and Gibraltar lights make the village foreign.”
— Emily Dickinson
“No One Diets on Thanksgiving. What we’re really talking about is a wonderful day set aside on the fourth Thursday of November when no one diets. I mean, why else would they call it Thanksgiving?”
— Erma Bombeck
“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”
— Lauren DeStefano
“I know that I have died before once in November.”
— Anne Sexton
“My lovely November. Have you seen my heart, somewhere in your castle of yellow leaves?”
— A Waltz for Zizi
“The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly. In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully.”
— Henry Rollins
15 Uplifting November Quotes
“You know what I’m doing starting 1st November? Jesus Christ Superstar.”
— Sebastian Bach
“Don’t wait until the fourth Thursday in November, to sit with family and friends to give thanks. Make every day a day of Thanksgiving.”
— Charmaine J Forde
“Whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul, I shall recall the memory of warm, sunny, late summer afternoons like this one, and be comforted greatly.”
— Peggy Toney Horton
“In November, the smell of food is different. It is an orange smell. A squash and pumpkin smell. It tastes like cinnamon and can fill up a house in the morning, can pull everyone from bed in a fog. Food is better in November than any other time of the year.”
— Cynthia Rylant
“November is Hip-Hop History Month, where we give celebration to what hip hop has done to bring together people of the world, people of all nationalities, young people, all the political systems and politicians on the planet.”
— Afrika Bambaataa
“Peering from some high window, at the gold of November sunset and feeling that if day has to become night, this is a beautiful way.”
— E.E. Cummings
“November woods are bare and still. November days are bright and good. Life’s noon burns up life’s morning chill. Life’s night rests feet which long have stood.”
— Helen Fiske Hunt Jackson
“There is music in the meadows, in the air — Autumn is here; Skies are gray, but hearts are mellow…”
— William Stanley Braithwaite, “Lyric of Autumn”
“Fear not November’s challenge bold. We’ve books and friends, and hearths that never can grow cold. These make amends.”
— Alexander L. Fraser
“Welcome sweet November, the season of senses and my favorite month of all.”
— Gregory F. Lenz
“Jam on November took away the worries, It was like tasting summer.”
— El Fuego
“In November, people are good to each other. They carry pies to each other’s homes and talk by crackling woodstoves, sipping mellow cider. They travel very far on a special November day just to share a meal with one another and to give thanks for their many blessings – for the food on their tables and the babies in their arms.”
— Cynthia Rylant
“Cosy fire a-burning bright, cosy tables robed in white. Dainty dishes smoking hot. Home. And cold and snow forgot.
— Louise Bennett Weaver & Helen Cowles LeCron
“Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than the daffodils.”
— Cyril Connolly
“Love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year.”
— Chad Sugg
12 November Sayings And Poems
“Wind warns November’s done with. The blown leaves make bat-shapes, Web-winged and furious.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
“This is the month of nuts and nutty thoughts — that November whose name sounds so bleak and cheerless — perhaps its harvest of thought is worth more than all the other crops of the year.”
— Henry David Thoreau
“She stands, In tattered gold, Tossing bits of amber, And jade, jewels of a year grown old: November.”
— Zephyr Ware Tarver, “A Queen Makes an Exit”
“So dull and dark are the November days. The lazy mist high up the evening curled, and now the morn quite hides in the smoke and haze; the place we occupy seems all the world.”
— John Clare
“A barren realm of withered fields, bleak woods, and falling leaves. The palest morns that ever dawned, the dreariest of eves. It is no wonder that she comes, poor month with tears of pain. For what can one so hopeless do but weep, and weep again.”
— R.H. Stoddard
“I like spring, but it is too young. I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its tone is mellower, its colors are richer, and it is tinged with a little sorrow. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limitations of life and its content.”
— Lin Yutang
“How I wish to fly with the geese away from dreary November days, the “freeze-up,” and cruel winter. Away from loneliness, isolation, and anxiety bred by blizzards. Most every local person I’ve talked to grudgingly admits to an autumn apprehension. It is part and parcel of an Adirondacker’s psychological makeup. The geese contaminate us with this strange depression on their southbound flight and cure us with their northbound. In between, we try to tolerate winter, each in his or her own way.”
“Days with a high-sprung sky of flawless turquoise. Days when an exquisite melancholy seemed to hang over the landscape and dream about the lake. But days, too, of the wild blackness of great autumn storms, followed by dank, wet, streaming nights when there was witch-laughter in the pines and fitful moans among the mainland trees. What cared they? Old Tom had built his roof well, and his chimney drew.”
— Lucy Maud Montgomery
“But there is always a November space after the leaves have fallen when she felt it was almost indecent to intrude on the wood 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
“Fear not November’s challenge bold — We’ve books and friends, And hearths that never can grow cold: These make amends!”
— Alexander Louis Fraser, “November”
“November with uncanny witchery in its changed trees. With murky red sunsets flaming in smoky crimson behind the westering hills. With dear days when the austere woods were beautiful and gracious in a dignified serenity of folded hands and closed eyes–days full of a fine, pale sunshine that sifted through the late, leafless gold of the juniper-trees and glimmered among the grey beeches, lighting up evergreen banks of moss and washing the colonnades of the pines.”
— Lucy Maud Montgomery
“The wind that makes music in November corn is in a hurry. The stalks hum, the loose husks whisk skyward in half-playing swirls, and the wind hurries on… A tree tries to argue, bare limbs waving, but there is no detaining the wind.”
— Aldo Leopold
12 Beautiful November Quotes For A Heavy Heart
“No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds; November!”
— Thomas Hood
“Even when November’s sun is low and Winter flaps his fleecy wings. Thy gold among his silvery snow a solace in the sadness brings.”
— James Rigg
“So dull and dark are the November days. The lazy mist high up the evening curled, and now the morn quite hides in smoke and haze. The place we occupy seems all the world.”
— John Clare
“At this season of the year, darkness is a more insistent thing than cold. The days are short as any dream.”
— E.B. White
“November came roaring in with gusty winds and more wet weather. Mandy’s depression would not go away. Her garden seemed sad, too. It was virtually empty now, and the few brave flowers that remained there were flattened by rain, their yellow stalks sprawling in all directions. Most of the trees were bare, and the woods had a wet carpet of leaves.”
— Julie Andrews Edwards
“The November evening had a bite; it nibbled not-quite-gently at her cheeks and ears. In Virginia, the late autumn was a lover, still, but a dangerous one.”
— J. Aleksandr Wootton
“I kill ’em in November, they won’t know it ’til December.”
— Young Dro
“There comes a time when people get tired of being pushed out of the glittering sunlight of life’s July and left standing amid the piercing chill of an alpine November.”
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
“When shriek’d the bleak November winds and smote the woods, and the brownfields were herbless, and the shades. That met above the merry rivulet, were spoil’d, I sought, I loved them still, they seem’d like old companions in adversity.”
— William Cullen Bryant
“November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year.”
— Louisa May Alcott
“I said I, I give you november rain.”
— David Deejay
“All Nature mourns, I said, November wild hath torn the fairest pages from her book.”
— Albert Laighton
12 November Quotes For Welcoming Winter
“In November you begin to know how long the winter will be.”
— Martha Gellhorn
“I have come to regard November as the older, harder man’s October. I appreciate the early darkness and cooler temperatures. It puts my mind in a different place than October. It is a month for a quieter, slightly more subdued celebration of summer’s death as winter tightens its grip.”
— Henry Rollins
“There is October in every November and there is November in every December. All seasons melted in each other’s life.”
— Mehmet Murat Ildan
“November is auspicious in so many parts of the country: the rice harvest is already in, the weather starts to cool, and the festive glow which precedes Christmas has began to brighten the landscape.”
— F. Sionil Jose
“The river this November afternoon rests in an equipoise of sun and cloud. A glooming light, a gleaming darkness shroud. Its passage. All seems tranquil, all in tune.”
— Cecil Day-Lewis
“October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.”
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter)
“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.”
— L.M. Montgomery
“November. Crows are approaching, wounded leaves fall to the ground.”
— Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann
“November comes and November goes. With the last red berries and the first white snows. With night coming early and dawn coming late, and ice in the bucket and frost by the gate. The fires burn and the kettles sing, and earth sinks to rest until next spring.”
— Clyde Watson
“In November, the earth is growing quiet. It is making its bed, a winter bed for flowers and small creatures. The bed is white and silent, and much life can hide beneath its blankets.”
— Cynthia Rylant
“The widower reviewed his past in a sunless light which was intensified by the grayness of the November twilight, whilst the bells subtly impregnated the surrounding atmosphere with the melody of sounds that faded like the ashes of dead years.”
— Georges Rodenbach
“Flurries early, pristine and pearly. Winter’s coming. Can we endure such a premature falling? Some may find this trend distressing- others bend to say a blessing over sage and onion dressing.”
— Old Farmer’s Almanac
