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I wonder if, even in my despair and hopelessness, I was never truly alone. I wonder if I was looking for this place - looking for you all.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
You go into extinction by being obsessed about becoming something else and then travelling in the wrong car while your real self keeps waiting at the bus stop for your unfulfilled return.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I hate the hordes, the crowds in their vast cities, with all their hateful vehicles, their noise and their constant meaningless comings and goings.
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They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.
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There probably was a time when the idea of having a toilet inside a house was repulsive.
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It's far better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone.
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Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
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I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
No matter how old you are now. You are never too young or too old for success or going after what you want.
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I had an inspiration once. I woke up one morning and I knew that today I had to swallow fifty aspirin.
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When you find your reason for living, hold onto it. Never let it go. Even if it means burning other bridges along the way.
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I'm completely in favor of the separation of Church and State. ... These two institutions screw us up enough on their own, so both of them together is certain death.
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I don't even know what songs would please you. I have given up trying to recognize you in the surging wave of the next moment.
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What I've started I must finish. I've gone too far to turn back. Regardless of what may happen, I have to go forward.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it.
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I have always kept my heart prisoner behind the bars of my rib cage where it is in a 30" x 26" cell while the rest of the world lives well, wild and free.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Two faults. My race and my gender. But they are not faults. They are strength. And I am more than this man can comprehend.
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It was the tension between those two poles - a restless idealism on one hand and a sense of impending doom on the other - that kept me going.
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The moment you realize that the person you cared for has nothing intellectually or spiritually to offer you, but a headache.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
That was some shady shit out there.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Don't enjoy it too much for it's what we love that usually kills us.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
There's an old saying that goes, "Just because it's calmer than a hailstorm doesn't mean it's calm."
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In three words, I can sum up everything I've learned about life - it goes on.
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Exhibition: Dutch Masters
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And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn't think he could reach the kitchen.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I am a museum full of art but you had your eyes shut.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
If you believe in it, you can almost see it. Or, at least, you can convince yourself that anything else is mere appearance or hallucination.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Don't be afraid of your fears. They're not there to scare you. They're there to let you know that something is worth it.
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Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
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A sip of wine, a cigarette, and then it’s time to go. I tidied up the kitchenette; I tuned the old banjo. I’m wanted at the traffic-jam. They’re saving me a seat.
