A Quote by Hal Borland

Summer is a promissory note signed in June, its long days spent and gone before you know it, and due to be repaid next January. — © Hal Borland
Summer is a promissory note signed in June, its long days spent and gone before you know it, and due to be repaid next January.
I ended up getting drafted by the Colorado Rockies on June 8, 2010 and the next day, my dad passed away, in June 9, 2010. So I'm at the biggest high of my life on June 8th. And the next day, June 9th, he's gone.
In June 1968, five days before my mother's forty -sixth birthday, the world fell apart again. Sirhan Sirhan shot Bobby Kennedy, who died the next day. Why were people shooting all the Kennedys? Had the country gone mad?
I started singing for The Phantom in January, and we started filming in October and I sang all the way through to the next June. In fact, I was singing for about two months before I even knew I had the role.
Lots of people go mad in January. Not as many as in May, of course. Nor June. But January is your third most common month for madness.
I do my best to work out 5 days a week. There are times when I can only get in 3 days a week because I am traveling or just need rest due to a hectic schedule. But working out is always a priority, and if I fall off due to my schedule, it is not long before I get back on track.
In late [Bob] Dylan, music is the key to immortality, even though the summer days are long gone.
Government is saying to the average citizen every January 1: 'For the next five months you'll be working for us, for goals we shall determine. Is that clear? After May 5 you may look after your own needs and ambitions, but report back to us next January. Now move along.' ... If nearly half of what you make is spent by someone else, that means that half your work time is spent working for someone else. Call me a radical, but I think that comes dangerously close to being a form of indentured servitude.
Love is not a promissory note.
Everything for me has happened so quickly. I finished shooting 'The Blind Side' not this past June, but the June before, and all of sudden up to now, it seems like it's gone from zero to 60 for me. I feel so fortunate to be able to say that.
I've gone into cage matches, I've gone into Ultimate X, and I've said this before: I know exactly what I've signed up for, and I'm not afraid of anything in front of me, and I'm willing to do anything and whatever it takes to come out with my hand raised.
In January 2014 I left the Department for Education and spent the next 18 months away from politics.
I can't pass a bookstore without slipping inside, looking for the next book that will burn my hand when I touch its jacket, or hand me over a promissory note of such immense power that it contains the formula that will change everything about me.
There was a time in my life when I was travelling to football grounds five days a week. Combined with TV work and the hours spent driving to different venues as well as watching the game, it took up an enormous chunk of my life. But I'm getting older, and those days are long gone.
Yesterday is a cancelled check. Today is cash on the line. Tomorrow is a promissory note.
Gaiety alone, as it were, is the hard cash of happiness; everything else is just a promissory note.
Yesterday is a cancelled check; Tomorrow is a promissory note; Today is the only cash you have, so spend it wisely.
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