Mervyn Peake

Person · Open Library

Born

1911

Died

1968

Works

107

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Music · MusicBrainz

Type

Person

Country

GB

Active from

1911-07-09

Active to

1968-11-17

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Listeners · Last.fm

Listeners

167

Total plays

1,348

Mervyn Laurence Peake (9 July 1911 – 17 November 1968) was an English modernist writer, artist, poet and illustrator. He is best known for what are usually referred to as the Gormenghast books. (The three works were part of what Peake conceived as a lengthy cycle, the completion of which was halted by his death.) They are sometimes compared to the work of his older contemporary J. R. R. Tolkien, but his surreal fiction was influenced by his early <a href="https://www.last.fm/music/Mervyn+Peake">

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Recent publications · Crossref

5 total works indexed

1. The Third International Consensus Definitions for Sepsis and Septic Shock (Sepsis-3)

   · 2016 · cited 22,840x

2. Surviving Sepsis Campaign: International Guidelines for Management of Sepsis and Septic Shock: 2016

   · 2017 · cited 4,955x

3. Surviving sepsis campaign: international guidelines for management of sepsis and septic shock 2021

   · 2021 · cited 3,948x

4. The IASLC Lung Cancer Staging Project: Proposals for Revision of the TNM Stage Groupings in the Forthcoming (Eighth) Edition of the TNM Classification for Lung Cancer

   · 2016 · cited 3,629x

5. Assessment of Clinical Criteria for Sepsis

   · 2016 · cited 3,216x

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Quotes

• “The paper is breathless Under the hand And the pencil is poised Like a warlock's wand.”
• “There is a kind of laughter that sickens the soul. Laughter when it is out of control: when it screams and stamps its feet, and sets the bells jangling in the next town. Laughter in all its ignorance and cruelty. Laughter with the seed of Satan in it. It tramples upon shrines; the belly-roarer. It roars, it yells, it is delirious: and yet it is as cold as ice. It has no humour. It is naked noise and naked malice.”
• “Each day I live in a glass roomUnless I break it with the thrustingOf my senses and pass throughThe splintered walls to the great landscape.”
• “But we have seen it in the air,A fairy like a William Pear”
• “O'er seas that have no beachesTo end their waves upon,I floated with twelve peaches,A sofa and a swan.”
• “I saw all of a suddenNo sign of any ship.”

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