Frank Hendriks Photography:
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely - at least, not all the time - but essentially, and finally, alone.
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:
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting – over and over announcing your place in the family of things.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I forced my way through by gritting my teeth and occasionally closing one eye so as not to damage the entirety of my brain.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
As graceful as a falling snowflake.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Time to leave now, go somewhere, anywhere; sharpen this feeling of happiness and freedom, stretch your limbs, fill your eyes, be awake, wider awake, vividly awake in every sense and every pore.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
I love balancing between chaos and control with everything I do. I always have a fear of going one way or another, getting lost in something, or losing everything to get lost in.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Saturday is a great for becoming too busy to die.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there.
Frank Hendriks Photography:
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart.