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

[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 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.

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.

I don't collect anymore. Everything is so terribly expensive. I don't see anything I like anyhow.

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

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