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
You will find that the woman who is really kind to dogs is always one who has failed to inspire sympathy in men.
To give an accurate and exhaustive account of that period would need a far less brilliant pen than mine.
Nobody ever died of laughter.
You cannot make a man by standing a sheep on its hind-legs. But by standing a flock of sheep in that position you can make a crowd of men.
When hospitality becomes an art it loses its very soul.
All fantasy should have a solid base in reality.
No fine work can be done without concentration and self-sacrifice and toil and doubt.
It distresses me, this failure to keep pace with the leaders of thought, as they pass into oblivion.
There is much to be said for failure. It is much more interesting than success.
Only mediocrity can be trusted to be always at its best. Genius must always have lapses proportionate to its triumphs.
Death cancels all engagements.
To destroy is still the strongest instinct in nature.
Only the insane take themselves seriously.
People are either born hosts or born guests.