Quotes about Venice

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Nellie grinned. "I always wanted to go to Venice. It's supposed to be the romance capital of the world.""Sweet," put in — Gordon Korman, One False Note
Venice, it's temples and palaces did seem like fabrics of enchantment piled to heaven. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Lorenzo: In such a night stood Dido with a willow in her hand upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love to come again t — William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, a — William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods; since nought so st — William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
I'm feeling full of tiny princes, bustling to get out into the world and start plotting against one another. — Christopher Moore, The Serpent of Venice
Venice was a contrast from Los Angeles itself, where you might see a woman with $15,000 tits, a face frozen in place by — Jackie Haze, Borderless
Streets flooded. Please advise. — Robert Benchley
I cannot write about Venice; I can only write about me, and the sleeping parts of myself that Venice has shocked into wa — Jessica Zafra, Twisted Travels
Venice appeared to me as in a recurring dream, a place once visited and now fixed in memory like images on a photographe — Gary Inbinder, The Flower to the Painter
Mom, you know what? I just realized you have a knack for making people disappear. [Lella's son catches on!] — Maria Grazia Swan, Death Under the Venice Moon
Lella York, the self-proclaimed queen of passive-aggressive behavior. [Lella's perceptive view of herself] — Maria Grazia Swan, Death Under the Venice Moon
She never imagined that at twenty years old she'd already be a widow in black. On the bright side, she was no longer mar — Elizabeth McKenna, Venice in the Moonlight
Tell me, Eric,” he said, licking a droplet from the corner of his mouth. “Have you ever tasted blood?”       My mouth wa — Melika Dannese Lux, Corcitura
To be or not to be that is the question. — William Shakespeare, Hamlet
Aboard the gondola, Giacomo Foscarini sat facing Mathias. They were crossing the Canal Grande, then they would navigate — Riccardo Bruni, The Lion and the Rose
He was mocking me. I could see his mouth beginning to lift in a maddening smirk, a smile that was half sardonic and half — Melika Dannese Lux, Corcitura
Maybe I had been making a greater monster of him than he really was, or maybe I was still under his influence, for I was — Melika Dannese Lux, Corcitura
Because, my dear Eric, I have tasted the secret knowledge. I know how much to say and when to pull back. I know what to — Melika Dannese Lux, Corcitura
And off in the far distance, the gold on the wings of the angel atop the bell tower of San Marco flashed in the sun, bat — Donna Leon, Death in a Strange Country