Frank Hendriks Photography:
Some people never go crazy.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
You can't just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
There are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often when you do it's too late, and there's nothing worse than too late.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Isolation is the gift.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Lighting new cigarettes, pouring more drinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Still is.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
When you lose your sails, row.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
The higher the buildings, the lower the morals.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
The shortest distance between two points is often unbearable.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Those who escape hell however never talk about it and nothing much bothers them after that.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I don't know about other people, but when I wake up in the morning and put my shoes on, I think, Jesus Christ, now what?
Frank Hendriks Photography:
The cat that Prim got hates me, I think partly because I tried to drown it.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Live as if you were to die tomorrow.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
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.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I’d been shut up in my hotel for more than a week, afraid to telephone anybody or go out.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I sit here drunk now. I am a series of small victories and large defeats and I am as amazed as any other that I have gotten from there to here without committing murder or being murdered; without having ended up in the madhouse.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I decided it is better to scream. Silence is the real crime against humanity.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
There is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I think I need a drink. Almost everybody does only they don't know it.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Is a picture really worth a thousand words? Words from a writer like Wordsworth make you appreciate what words are worth.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
No Big Brother is required to deprive people of their autonomy, maturity and history. People will come to love their oppression and adore the technologies that undo their capacities to think.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
My goal is no longer to get more done, but rather to have less to do.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
