Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree (17 December 1852 – 2 July 1917) was an English actor and theatre manager.
A whipper-snapper of criticism who quoted dead languages to hide his ignorance of life.
My poor fellow, why not carry a watch?
He is an old bore. Even the grave yawns for him.
Every man is a potential genius until he does something.
Never say a humorous thing to a man who does not possess humor. He will always use it in evidence against you.
When I pass my name in such large letters I blush, but at the same time instinctively raise my hat.
A committee should consist of three men, two of whom are absent.
Cynicism is the humour of hatred
I was born old and get younger every day. At present I am sixty years young.
Sirs, I have tested your machine. It adds a new terror to life and makes death a long-felt want.
The only man who wasn't spoilt by being lionized was Daniel.
I'll have that one, please.
She kissed her way into society. I don't like her. But don't misunderstand me: my dislike is purely platonic.
The national sport of England is obstacle-racing. People fill their rooms with useless and cumbersome furniture, and spend the rest of their lives in trying to dodge it.