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I’m going to let myself roar loud enough to bring down a mountain.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
You were already in a prison. You've been in a prison all your life. Happiness is a prison. Happiness is the most insidious prison of all.
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I've got £260 in my savings account. Lunch is on me. Get drunk too if you like. Spend all the money.
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Other drunks have seen pink elephants.
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Symmetry is only a property of dead things.
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Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life.
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Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
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If you're going to try, go all the way. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery - isolation.
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I don't have pet peeves - I have major psychotic fucking hatreds.
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I remember the time I was kidnapped and they sent a piece of my finger to my father.
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Always keep a part of your mind empty, so you can go there to rest.
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I’m trying to remember what the part is that I do like. I think this shit likes me a lot more than I like it.
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The art of being wise is knowing what to overlook.
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Some people drink; some get depressed; some run around having sex with anyone with a pulse. Me, I get philosophical. It’s healthier.
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Their minds are full of cotton. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. There's nothing left to die.
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That's a glowing recommendation. Hey, at least he's not a serial killer.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
When all else fails...try smoking a good cigar and have a stiff drink. If that doesn't work...have another.
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In the twentieth century some bright and drooling spark had the idea of putting dirty pictures inside, and eventually somebody decided to shove a whole girl in there. This is called Progress.
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Tourists don't know where they've been, travelers don't know where they're going.
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Sometimes one likes foolish people for their folly better than wise people for their wisdom.
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Safety, stability - it's an illusion. It's a false god. It's like clinging to a sinking raft instead of learning to swim.
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Rising up, rising down. History shambles on.
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By the way, only a real man can accept his feminine side.
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The number of places in paradise is limited.
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Man sometimes can think much deeper when he sees less.
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The truth of life is that every year we get farther away from the essence that is born within us.
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When I was twelve, my parents had two talks with me. One was the usual birds and bees. The other talk was about what to do if a cop stopped me.
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Ever bike? Now that's something that makes life worth living!...Oh, to just grip your handlebars, go ripping and tearing through streets and road, threading crowds, at twenty miles or more an hour, and wondering all the time when you're going to smash up.
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There can be no progress without head-on confrontation.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas, their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.
