Max Beerbohm Quotes

They were a tense and peculiar family, the Oedipuses, weren’t they?

Reminds me of a Christmas-tree decorated by a PreRaphaelite.

The thought of him has always slightly irritated me. Of course he was a wonderful all-round man, but the act of walking round him has always tired me.

The critic who justly admires all kinds of things simultaneously cannot love any one of them.

I maintain that though you would often in the fifteenth century have heard the snobbish Roman say, in a would-be off-hand tone, ‘I am dining with the Borgias tonight,’ no Roman ever was able to say, ‘I dined last night with the Borgias.’

Not philosophy, after all, not humanity, just sheer joyous power of song, is the primal thing in poetry.