Quotes by Craig Stone

About Craig Stone:

Craig Brian Raymond Stone is an English semi-professional footballer who plays for Eastbourne Borough. He came through the Gillingham youth ranks, making his league debut as a 16-year-old in the 2005–06 season away to Hartlepool United, and plays in central midfield.
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The days and the light feel like brief moments of torture, put here to remind us of what we don’t have any more. Joy is instantaneous, that, is the wonder of joy. Misery and suffering sneak up on someone like a bastard. They drip into your brain sl...

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You are put in school to be trained to become exactly what they want you to be: not them, anything but them. They live on a golden island and have the key to the only bridge. Your parents are not millionaires, so it doesn't matter how intelligent you...

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If humans did not manufacture some of their own to appear like better people, people would not aspire to be someone else. They would stop dreaming. And if people didn't dream, they would be awake to discover the wonderful misery of being. There are n...

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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.

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Some humans have a notion covering up their face makes them stand out to other people who don’t notice them, because they look like everyone else. They take away the beauty of individuality, by building their faces on fake foundations. They all wan...

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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.

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There’s only one Earth, and it’s tiny, but evil human leaders avoid problems they don’t want to resolve by giving them names which make the problems sound like they’re taking place in a different world: they make people not care about other p...

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Parents raise children then grow old, and their children forget the things their old parents did for them, because their brains don’t remember before they grew selfish. There are buildings all over the world full of old people sitting around lookin...

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Without a passport humans wouldn't know where they’re from, who they are or who their enemy is, and their enemy wouldn't know why they had an enemy, what language they spoke, and where best to avoid. The passport is said to be what makes them free,...

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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.

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

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They spend billions of their currency every year on killing each other, and because they invest so much into killing, they don’t have enough money to run their shops, to give people enough homes or food. They have guns that can shoot out an eyeball...

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

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Once upon a time humans faced each other and pulled thoughts from minds, advanced rapidly, revolutionised industry and evolved explosively. Then one day they stopped, and stared at a box. They grew fat and awkward in public, stopped expressing emotio...

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In the end, they will say this of the human race: they had the freedom to go anywhere, but sat in front of the television. They were each responsible for saving the world, but they turned over the channel.

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They put money into attack, by calling it defence.

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When human men hold an object that makes a powerful noise, or has moving parts, or spins around fast, or has a button they can push (which either screws or nails something) they become Gods in their own heads. They can do anything: they can eat throu...

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Ask questions then talk over answers, shout loudly you love everyone, try and hug people, confide in them that you are a sheep, offer them the last grass in your pockets. Then watch with a smile as they pretend you aren't there, and whisper you must ...

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Cambodian dust whipped up in the wind and stuck to my clothes like clay. I put a hand between my face and the sun and blinked Phnom Penn dust from my tired eyes. One idea, drink, beamed light in all directions across my dark consciousness. A slim lad...

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Stale beer sticks to wobbling tables. The cigarette machine flashes in the corner, mocking smokers who never have any change on them. There’s no natural light in this pub, so it’s dark and gloomy. The pain on the face of the staff tells its own s...

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Author Bio

  • NameCraig Stone
  • DescriptionFootballer
  • BornDecember 29, 1988
  • CountryUnited Kingdom
  • ProfessionAssociation Football Player