“November and the sun grows sparse in the sky.”
“Happiness isn't something this island yields easily; the ground is too rocky and the sun too sparse for it to flourish.”
“A ring of gold with the sun in it?Lies. Lies and a grief.--from "The Couriers", written 4 November 1962”
“They read the long afternoon through, while the cold November rain fell from the sky upon the quiet house.”
“In November, at winter's gate, the stars are brittle. The sun is a sometime friend. And the world has tucked her children in, with a kiss on their heads, till spring.”
“If you're born in a cubicle and grow up in a corridor, and work in a cell, and vacation in a crowded sun-room, then coming up into the open with nothing but sky over you might just give you a nervous breakdown.”