Max Beerbohm
Max Beerbohm
Sir Henry Maximilian "Max" Beerbohmwas an English essayist, parodist, and caricaturist. He first became known in the 1890s as a dandy and a humorist. He was the drama critic for the Saturday Review from 1898 until 1910, when he relocated to Rapallo, Italy. In his later years he was popular for his occasional radio broadcasts. Among his best-known works is his only novel, Zuleika Dobson, published in 1911. His caricatures, drawn usually in pen or pencil with muted watercolour tinting,...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionActor
Date of Birth24 August 1872
What were they going to do with the Grail when they found it, Mr Rossetti?
A swear-word in a rustic slum / A simple swear-word is to some, / To Masefield something more.
Americans have a perfect right to exist. But he did often find himself wishing Mr. Rhodes had not enabled them to exercise that right at Oxford.
O the disgrace of it! - / The scandal, the incredible come-down!
You will think me lamentably crude: my experience of life has been drawn from life itself
And love levels all, doesn't it? Love and the Board school.
A hundred eyes were fixed on her, and half as many hearts lost to her.
Pessimism does win us great happy moments.
Men prominent in life are mostly hard to converse with. They lack small-talk, and at the same time one doesn't like to confront them with their own great themes.
I have known no man of genius who had not to pay, in some affliction or defect, either physical or spiritual, for what the gods had given him.
Strange when you come to think of it, that of all countless folk who have lived on this planet, not one is known in history or in legend as having died of laughter.
She was one of those people who said I don't know anything about music, but I know what I like.
It seems to be a law of nature that no man, unless he has some obvious physical deformity, ever is loth to sit for his portrait.
Great men are but life-sized. Most of them, indeed, are rather short.