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
I looked out for what the metropolitan reviewers would have to say. They seemed to fall into two classes: those who had little to say and those who had nothing.
Have you ever noticed there is never any third act to a nightmare? They bring you to a climax of terror and then leave you there.
. . . but beauty and the lust for learning have yet to be allied.
There is much to be said for failure. It is more interesting than success.
There is always something rather absurd about the past
He cannot see beyond his own nose. Even the fingers he outstretches from it to the world are (as I shall suggest) often invisible to him.
I was a modest, good-humored boy. It is Oxford that has made me insufferable.
Vulgarity has its uses. Vulgarity often cuts ice which refinement scrapes at vainly.
It is doubtful whether the people of southern England have even yet realized how much introspection there is going on all the time in the Five Towns.
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
Only mediocrity can be trusted to be always at its best
You will find my last words in the blue folder.
What were they going to do with the Grail when they found it, Mr Rossetti?
O the disgrace of it! - / The scandal, the incredible come-down!