Venice Quotes

I came up with a parallel Venice called Venus. set in a parallel Venice about 1701.

I live in one of the coastal cities in Southern California, and every so often I like to take a walk down the boardwalk in Venice during the weekends when it is abuzz with lively activity.

These people, as far as I can see, do not congregate in the notorious centers of the movement, like the North Beach in San Francisco or Greenwich Village, or Venice, California.

Venice is like doing acid. If you can't take it with you after you either come down or move away, you were never really there in the first place.

Go to Venice. Find Scorpia. And you will find your destiny.

This is the only place that I don't feel out of place, because everyone here is out of place.

In memory Venice is always magic.

Everything was happening all the time. You never needed television.

When you come to Venice, you do special work.

Street performers, homemade crafts, keep your wallet in your front pocket and don't buy any crap!

I used to be a street performer, and performances on Venice Beach, it's like playing the Apollo: They let you know if they don't like you!

Let's run away to Venice, and hide out in an old movie theater. We can dye our hair blonde, so no one will ever find us!

Venice is beautiful, but like a Bergman movie is beautiful; you can admire it, but you don't really want to live in it.

Venice, that capital city of dream and intrigue, that double city (one above and seemingly solid, one below, wavering and reflected in the waters), which never disappoints.

I want to move back to the East Coast. I like Venice, but L.A. is ugly. I would kill myself if I had to look out the window and see some places in L.A. every day.

Love has its name borrowed by a great number of dealings and affairs that are attributed to it--in which it has no greater part than the Doge in what is done at Venice.

Venice is the prettiest city I've ever seen. It looks like a Disneyland ride.

I suppose my liking for Italy is partly atavism, my family are of the old Roman stock. They came from the Alps north of Venice.

The situation in the film is like me going out to Venice Beach and talking to a homeless guy on the boardwalk, and 13 years later he's the president.

...Venice has been the living future of contemporary American history since its inception.

City of rest! - as it seems to our modern senses, - how is it possible that so busy, so pitiless and covetous a life as history shows us, should have gone to the making and the fashioning of Venice!

Venice, as a city, was a foundling, floating upon the waters like Moses in his basket among the bulrushes.

The rationalist mind has always had its doubts about Venice. The watery city receives a dry inspection, as though it were a myth for the credulous- poets and honeymooners.

...the tourist Venice is Venice.

He liked the fact that Venice had no cars. It made the city human. The streets were like veins, he thought, and the people were the blood, circulating everywhere.

Mann's Death in Venice actually contains a snippet of philosophy about the second question, when Aschenbach, collapsed in the plaza, engages in his quasi-Socratic, anti-Socratic, ruminations.

Here at this far lost end of the continent, where the trail wagons had stopped and the people with them.

For about 150 days a year in Venice, the sun doesn't show through the mist until noon.

I moved into a nice houseboat in Little Venice when I was 15 years old. I found a girlfriend called Monday and a houseboat called Friday, so I had the week sewn up.

I was in Venice teaching, so I reread Henry James's "The Wings of the Dove." I love James.

This is the end. This is as far as you can go. After this it all starts over again.

Venice is all sea and sculpture.

It's very rare that people are exactly who they appear to be. Venice has a lot of that too, but the face of it is quite beautiful, interesting, and textured.

Venice, it's temples and palaces did seem like fabrics of enchantment piled to heaven.

To be or not to be that is the question.

Mom, you know what? I just realized you have a knack for making people disappear. [Lella's son catches on!]

Lella York, the self-proclaimed queen of passive-aggressive behavior. [Lella's perceptive view of herself]

She never imagined that at twenty years old she'd already be a widow in black. On the bright side, she was no longer married to Dario, but her future still looked grim.

Getting lost is the only place worth going to.