Borland Quotes

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.

Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable...the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street...by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese.

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.

Year's end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us.

A snowdrift is a beautiful thing-if it doesn't lie across the path you have to shovel or block the road that leads to your destination.

You cn't be suspicious of a tree, accuse a bird or squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology of a violet

A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.

July is a blind date with summer.

Here and there one sees the blush of wild rose haws or the warmth of orange fruit on the bittersweet, and back in the woods is the occasional twinkle of partridgeberries. But they are the gem stones, the rare decorations which make the grays, the browns and the greens seem even more quiet, more completely at rest.

In a painful time of my life I went often to a wooded hillside where May apples grew by the hundreds, and I thought the sourness of their fruit had a symbolism for me. Instead, I was to find both love and happiness soon thereafter. So to me [the May apple] is the mandrake, the love symbol, of the old dealers in plant restoratives.

I grew up in those years when the Old West was passing and the New West was emerging. It was a time when we still heard echoes and already saw shadows, on moonlit nights when the coyotes yapped on the hilltops, and on hot summer afternoons when mirages shimmered, dust devils spun across the flats, and towering cumulus clouds sailed like galleons across the vast blueness of the sky. Echoes of remembrance of what men once did there, and visions of what they would do together.

The Earth's distances invite the eye. And as the eye reaches, so must the mind stretch to meet these new horizons. I challenge anyone to stand with autumn on a hilltop and fail to see a new expanse not only around him, but in him, too.

Borland never watched much broadband anyway. Getting drunk and arguing with a blue screen made as much sense as yelling at the news. But hooking it up in the first place seemed like something that a normal person with responsibilities would do.

The longest day of sunlight...comes at the beginning of Summer rather than in its midst. In consequence, all Summer long we are inclining towards Summer's end instead of building to a climax and then tapering off.

When legends die the dreams end. When the dreams end there is no more greatness.

Without birds, where would we have learned that there can be song in the heart?

The true turning point came when I was about fourteen years old. I bought a copy of PC Plus magazine which included a cover CD featuring a full version of Borland C++ Builder. I installed it and carefully followed the "hello world" tutorial which was helpfully included in the magazine. This was it. A new world opened up before me. The restrictions imposed upon my imagination by the material world were gone. My creativity unshackled, the cathedrals in my mind would be made manifest! To what lofty end should I put this new-found tool? It was obvious. The Fuck Generator. As simple as it was elegant, the Fuck Generator (fgen.exe) was a command-line program, and my first advance beyond "hello world." Upon starting, it would prompt the user for a number. With this number n, it would then print out the string "fuck," n times. Finally the user was given the option to repeat the exercise, or quit. Perhaps a little limited in use, I nevertheless was hooked on the power that I had tasted. It is a particular joy that any programmer will know well, to see the machine do your bidding, no matter how simple a task that may be. It works, and it works because you understand how to make it work.

Programmers who have worked with (or even just seen applications developed in) libraries such as Borland’s TurboWindows (for DOS) will be familiar with how many of these features can look very attractive in text-​mode consoles.

A call to the heart, a call to have a heart.

a slap and a night’s disgrace. But when he sneaked into the kitchen and stole a hamburger patty from the table he got a trouncing. He

Phillippe Kahn, the founder of Borland, told a great story about statistics that I think equally applies to charts and graphs. The story is, “Did you know it’s a statistical fact that people with larger feet tend to be better spellers? [Insert awe.] It’s because people with bigger feet are older.

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they attribute their success to. It is usually the same: persistence, hard work, and hiring good people. —Kiana Tom Success is stumbling from failure to failure with no loss of enthusiasm. —Winston Churchill The best way out is always through. —Robert Frost Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence. —Hal Borland

number of software packages exist for managing the requirements process. Examples include IBM Rational DOORS, IBM Rational RequisitePro, Borland Caliber, PTC Integrity, Enterprise Architect, and Parasoft Concerto.

My latest novel to be published this summer of 2023 is called, "Each Day Is A Life". A novel about three folks who generate a new life philosophy that incorporates all beliefs into one which is positive about human life. It collaborates old folks with young folks in this 2023 world of AI capturing society. Life is a Universal creation, quick but everlasting.

Working on my latest novel, "Each Dat Is A Life" plus continual 'BurgKu books which is life in three lines as observed by this writer. Life is simple, yet humans make it complicated. Read my 'BurghKu, a variation of the classic Haiku from the Orient. Read on folks, life is short, but as long as the Universe.

British Honduras became Belize in 1973, but not before Jack Borland was Governor-General of the colony, the Queen’s own representative to this small country.

face it, fighting his way, but he couldn’t make it. He

find one either, and Poochy was a real coon dog. I heard Pat’s tail thumping, satisfied. Then he settled down in the straw. Barbara came downstairs to have a before-bed snack with me.