Top 33 Santa Monica Quotes

I was born in L.A. In Santa Monica, actually.

One of my first bartending gigs was on Santa Monica Boulevard at Doug Weston’s Troubadour, a very famous live music venue.

In my 30s, I wrote in the back house of a ramshackle Spanish Revival we rented across from the ocean in the Santa Monica Canyon. I wrote thousands of pages there, but in order to see another adult human being, I had to steal out through the brambly side of the house, along the driveway down to the street.

When Arnold Schwarzenegger vetoed the same-sex marriage bill, my blood was boiling. I had been silent, but that night, Brad and I watched the news and saw all these young people pouring out on Santa Monica Boulevard venting their rage, and I said, ‘I have to speak out.’

Kanan is a big road through the Santa Monica Mountains. Between mid-March and mid-April, when you get over to the western side of the mountains, it’s populated by Spanish broom – this beautiful, yellow, flowering weed that smells the way I imagine it smells along the Yellow Brick Road.

Against expectations I was charmed by Gehry’s Edgemar development, which housed the Santa Monica Museum of Art, and positively awed by the Bilbao Guggenheim. That Gehry is a great artist I have no doubt, but talent and determination are no warrant against confusion, nor are they a guaranty to produce great art.

When I was 15, we settled in Santa Monica, in a beige suburban ranch house. By then, my father, Ray, was an architect at Welton Becket’s firm. He was handy with a pencil and pen. His figurative drawings were very good, and his talent was intimidating.

I’m an avid mountain biker – complete bike nut is probably more accurate. I’ve even bought a house in the Santa Monica Mountains.

Surprisingly, the Eisenhower Memorial design contains almost none of the known Gehry-box of tricks. His giant etched chain-link curtain, first applied in 1979 to hide an ungracious parking garage at Santa Monica Place, is resurrected for Eisenhower to screen the equally graceless facade of the Department of Education.

I think the true test of a pop song, for me, and I’ve talked to a lot of other writers about this, is you take your demo, you pop it in your car and you drive down Sunset Blvd. to Santa Monica, and that’s the Hollywood car test.

I had been pulled over quite a bit by police officers, especially in Santa Monica and Culver City.

Barcelona is very similar to Santa Monica.

When I was a freshman in high school, I got a letterman jacket, which you’d think would be great stock. The jacket had the big S on it, for Santa Monica. But rather than having a football or a baseball on the S, I had a little nine iron. Girls thought it was a flute.

In the States a lot of Hispanic and black audiences are gravitating towards ‘Peaky Blinders.’ A mate of went into a bar in Santa Monica and sent me a photo of four blokes dressed as Peakies – they meet every week for a ‘Peaky Blinders’ evening.

I just discovered the Santa Monica flea market, every Sunday. I go weekly. There’s a lot of interesting things there.

I love Santa Monica and Venice because I like the beach. I have a lot of friends in that area.

When I graduated from Santa Monica High in 1927, I was voted the girl most likely to succeed. I didn’t realize it would take so long.

I knew I had to be on stage. I always felt like there was something bigger and better for me. If not that, I would be a hair stylist for sure. I almost enrolled at Vidal Sassoon hair academy in Santa Monica.

I loved being a troublemaker. At Santa Monica High, I would smoke on campus, go barefoot, anything.

I was born in Santa Monica but brought up abroad so I don’t use English much.

I usually like to throw on some flip flops and go to a really nice lunch in Venice, or Santa Monica, or stay in and cook dinner.

I’m not looking for anything more than any other guy. I like a good smile. Pretty eyes. She has to be active, like not play-sports active, but she’ll play air hockey, do some pool, go for rides on the Santa Monica Pier. I would much rather have fun with her than do the cool thing.

Not everyone in Santa Monica is a well-heeled, juice-cleansing, Prius-driving yogini, but for better or worse, that is the city’s dominant chord.

Santa Monica, where I have always lived, is not a town where you will find storefront Church of God in Christ churches. So, the whole idea of gospel quartet singing is something I never knew existed until I began to hear it on record.

After I graduated college, I moved to L.A. I started working for the Garry Marshall Theatre in Toluca Lake and did theater at the Hudson Theatre in Santa Monica. I paid my dues by working at every single restaurant in the Grove until they fired me. I worked an overnight shift at the Mondrian Hotel.

I work with a place in Santa Monica called Phase IV. My doctor recommended them to me when I started losing weight. They help people train for things like triathlons or biking and running races. They offer physical therapists, testing, lectures.

I’m from Santa Monica, which was an awesome place to grow up. You’re very spoiled being from California. When it’s below 70, you complain. When it rains, you talk about it.

A group of us started a community center in Santa Monica. We’ve tried different programs, and three have worked really well. A poetry group. Once a week we visit Venice High and talk to girls at risk.

The great thing about Santa Monica civic auditorium was it was a place you could ride your bike to. In this case, my dad dropped me and my friends off, and we’d go see Ronnie James Dio or Jean-Luc Ponty or Weather Report or the Pretenders.

But at the end of the day, I’m a girl. I’m from Santa Monica. I’m going to look how I want to look and play how I want to play, and if people don’t like it, then they don’t like it.

I lived in a little shack in Santa Monica, and I was working on ‘The O.C.’ and when it started airing, I took my laundry down to the laundromat like I always had, and so many people along the two blocks I walked and in the laundromat stopped me and asked me for photographs.

There are a few YouTube clips of me singing at The King’s Head in Santa Monica, so you can see how bad I am.

If we talk about the environment, for example, we have to talk about environmental racism – about the fact that kids in South Central Los Angeles have a third of the lung capacity of kids in Santa Monica.