Frank Hendriks Photography:
I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Better to stay in the gray than get eaten by the dark.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Insanity does not run in my family. It strolls through, takes its time, and gets to know everyone personally.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Alone with everybody the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
When you can’t climb your way out of such a hole, you tend to crouch down and call it home…
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Perhaps the rare and simple pleasure of being seen for what one is compensates for the misery of being it.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
For the first time all day I felt safe.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
It’s only after you’ve stepped outside your comfort zone that you begin to change, grow, and transform.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
This world is a great sculptor’s shop. We are the statues and there’s a rumor going around the shop that some of us are someday going to come to life.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I left mad behind a long time ago. The world it is the way it is. I can only fix my little piece of it.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I’ve seen most of what there is to be afraid of in this world, and to tell you the truth, the worst of them are the ones that make you afraid in the light.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
And none will hear the postman’s knock without a quickening of the heart. For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Where there's an entrance, there's got to be an exit.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
If you want to be safe, walk in the middle of the street. I’m not joking.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Waiting for a special occasion to kill me? Christmas is coming.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Whisky is liquid sunshine.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Basil my dear boy puts everything that is charming in him into his work. The consequence is that he has nothing left for life but his prejudices, his principles and his common sense.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Wonderful to be alive, but why does it always hurt?
Frank Hendriks Photography:
One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
The side streets are there. Pause in one of them for a moment. There is no more reason to return to the main street than to wander away from it. More alleys... more thoroughfares... and those odd encounters of eyes in lonely alleys.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I don’t want to fade away, I want to flame away - I want my death to be a work of art.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
If stone-sober people can fuck like they're out of their minds - can actually be out of their minds while caught in that throe - why shouldn't photographers be able to go bonkers and still stay sane?
Frank Hendriks Photography:
It's only an educated monkey that will ignore fresh banana for plantain chips.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
All that is gold does not glitter.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. Every time you don't throw yourself down the stairs, that's a choice.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
A person often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it.
