Craig Stone Quotes

There really is no time for wallowing in the miseries of life: we don’t have all the time in the world, we have all the world, and not enough time.

Lies are ants, the truth is the sun, and questions are a magnifying glass waiting to be picked up by the curious.

At the end of the world the sunset is like a child smashing a pack of crayons into God’s face.

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but us sheep know, true beauty is not in the eye: it lives in the mind.

All the best bits of a film happen when I'm looking down at my phone. Life, is similar.

Anything you want to do is possible; fear is not meant to prevent but to motivate your heart into the life you naturally think is improbable.

Humans are born free then put into cages, then convinced freedom is what being in a cage is, and what freedom is, is being in a cage.

My eyes open after my mind. All eyes always do.

Some days I am the flower beneath the machine. And the machine rolls slowly on, blocking the sun, without a care for what it tramples beneath.

The question should be who do we want to be when we grow up, not what.

Nobody has to do anything wrong to end up living a life that feels like it’s not their own, all they have to do is take a step back, and hope for the best.

Sleep doesn't come easy when a broken twig conjures images of a hulking mental patient snapping the arms off children, over by the bin.

Love is born from disagreeing over something we believe in. Hate is born from disagreeing over something we fear.

The sharpest tools in the box are not always the best tools for the job.

We only borrow the breaths we take in life. Every breath we borrow we give back, including our last. In the end, no matter how we lived, we all die feeling owed.

When we’re young nothing offends us, except adults telling us what should. Then when we become adults, nothing offends us, except we are offended on behalf of our young.

We dream of the world we could have made, and wake up in the world that we did.

Smile sometimes: it won’t add years to your life, but it will add life to your years.

I want to avoid people, because there’s only one thing worse than being homeless, and that’s people who are not, knowing that you are.

A person dies every second, but there’s also a six year old somewhere, every second, trying to move an apple with his mind.

People that talk about living in the real world don't even enjoy living in the real world.

Give a man a fish and he'll eat for a day, teach a man to fish and he'll evolve to become so skilled at fishing he destroys the ocean and kills every last fish.

Only the dying take pleasure in the details of what the healthy fail to notice.

If humans had nothing to fight for, they would fight for nothing.

When someone falls asleep on your chest, but the one really falling is you.

Sometimes you need to sit in the wrong place to see the right view.

Love is a grin, a look in the eye whispering what are we doing, appearing in silly arguments had for the sake of them.

I wonder if I'm being paranoid. I tell myself I'm not, and then ask myself how I can be so sure? I don't know the answer, so I go back to wondering if I am.

There is nothing more deceptive, more grandeur, than the delusion of a single man.

Better to live dreaming, than dream of living.

The word begone is a Russian doll. A small, single word, which contains so many others; and when all the smaller words inside line up, they look like a bridge: Be Beg Ego Go On One.

Our problems come not from what we believe, but from how we believe in what we do.

Love is a pig dressed as a clown sitting in a bath full of beans: pretty much amazing, once you get over the shock.

His smile is a stranger resting on a haunted face, only coming out for poisons turning him into a ghost.

They put money into attack, by calling it defence.

I listened to the crashing thundering of a tiny tear tumbling like a wave down her beautiful face.

A watched pot never boils, but if I took my eyes from these negative thoughts for a second they would spill over the edges of my lips, and boil the beautiful moment alive as we lived it.