Night, a more perfect day.

I had my dreams of Venice, but nothing that I had dreamed was as impossible as what I found.

There is not a dream which may not come true, if we have the energy which makes, or chooses, our own fate.... It is only the dreams of those light sleepers who dream faintly that do not come true.

Here in a little lonely room I am master of earth and sea, And the planets come to me.

Art begins when a man wishes to immortalize the most vivid moment he has ever lived.

It is in their eyes that their magic resides.

A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.