I look back on my life with great joy. I think it was a very successful life. I always did what I wanted and never cared what anyone thought. Women's lib? I was a liberated woman long before there was a name for it.

Venice is not only a city of fantasy and freedom. It is also a city of joy and pleasure.

[On amassing art for her collection:] My motto was 'Buy a picture a day' and I lived up to it.

I personally always hated Pop art.

I took advice from none but the best. I listened, how I listened! That's how I finally became my own expert.

Peace was the one thing that Max (Ernst) needed in order to paint, and love was the one thing I needed in order to live. As neither of us gave the other what he most desired, our union was doomed to failure.

[On John Tunnard:] One day a marvelous man in a highly elaborate tweed coat walked into the gallery. He looked a little like Groucho Marx. He was as animated as a jazz-band leader, which he turned out to be. He showed us his gouaches, which were as musical as Kandinsky's, as delicate as Klee's, and as gay as Miró's.