If anything can rival Venice in its beauty, it must be its reflection at sunset in the Grand Canal.

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

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.

It is always assumed that Venice is the ideal place for a honeymoon. This is a grave error. To live in Venice or even to visit it means that you fall in love with the city itself. There is nothing left over in your heart for anyone else.

I thought it would be nice to marry Virgil [Thomson] to have a musical background, but I never got far with the project.

[On Venice:] Every hour of the day is a miracle of light. In summer with daybreak the rising sun produces such a tender magic on the water that it nearly breaks one's heart.

I was much more interested in literature than I was in art. I just got into art by mistake.