Frank Hendriks Photography:
It's true, we're locked in an image, an act - and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image. They love their chains.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
There is no doubt that I have lots of words inside me; but at moments, like rush-hour traffic, they jam.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Insanity is relative. It depends on who has who locked in what cage.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot for ever fence it out.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
You are no longer quite certain which side of the fence is the dream.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn't think he could reach the kitchen.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Are you happy? Have you ever been happy? What have you done today to matter? Did you exist or did you live? How did you thrive?
Frank Hendriks Photography:
There should be a moral there, but for the life of me I can't see one.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I'm not confused. I'm just well mixed.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
To every separate person a thing is what he thinks it is – in other words, not a thing, but a think.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Bless the spirit that makes connections, for truly we live in what we imagine.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Sadness is more or less like a head cold - with patience, it passes.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
As for me, I could leave the world with today in my eyes.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Any new possibility that existence acquires, even the least likely, transforms everything about existence.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
One of the greatest journeys in life is overcoming insecurity and learning to truly not give a shit.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker's reflection.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Big flashy things have my name written all over them. Well... not yet, give me time and a crayon.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
A developed country is not a place where the poor have cars. It's where the rich use public transportation.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Why do you want to persecute yourself with the question of where all this is coming from and where it is going?
Frank Hendriks Photography:
If there is anything unhealthy in your reactions, just bear in mind that sickness is the means by which an organism frees itself from what is alien.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Life's like a novel with the end ripped out.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth? The sour breath will vanish in a day.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Wenn Sie in Ihrer Kindheit etwas tun wollten, was Ihren Eltern oder Lehrern nicht gefiel, hat man Sie vielleicht gefragt: "Wenn alle anderen von der Brücke springen, würdest du es deshalb doch auch nicht tun, oder?"
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Home, home again.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Suicide or murder, there is no other way, and there never was.
