His was not the hatred that arises suddenly like a storm and as suddenly abates. It was, once the initial shock of anger and pain was over, a calculated thing that grew in a bloodless way. Mervyn Peake More Quotes by Mervyn Peake More Quotes From Mervyn Peake Mervyn Peake is a finer poet than Edgar Allan Poe, and he is therefore able to maintain his world of fantasy brilliantly through three novels. It (Gormenghast trilogy) is a very, very great work ... a classic of our age. Mervyn Peake three age world Countless candles dribbled with hot wax, and their flames, like little flags, fluttered in the unchartered currents of air. Thousands of lamps, naked, or shuttered behind coloured glass, burned with their glows of purple, amber, grass-green, blue, blood red and even grey. The walls of Gormenghast were like the walls of paradise or like the walls of an inferno. The colours were devilish or angelical according to the colour of the mind that watched them. They swam, those walls, with the hues of hell, with the tints of Zion. The breasts of the plumaged seraphim; the scales of Satan. Mervyn Peake purple wall glasses Lingering is so very lonely when one lingers all alone. Mervyn Peake lingering all-alone lonely Life is too fleet for onomatopoeia. Mervyn Peake gormenghast life-is For death is life. It is only living that is lifeless. Mervyn Peake lifeless [Peake's books] are actual additions to life; they give, like certain rare dreams, sensations we never had before, and enlarge our conception of the range of possible experience. Mervyn Peake dream giving book I am clever enough to know that I am clever. Mervyn Peake enough clever knows The Earth swirls down through the ominous moons of preconsidered generations. Mervyn Peake generations moon earth In the presence of real tragedy you feel neither pain nor joy nor hatred, only a sense of enormous space and time suspended, the great doors open to black eternity, the rising across the terrible field of that last enormous, unanswerable question. Mervyn Peake pain real doors For what use are books to anyone whose days are like a rook's nest with every twig a duty. Mervyn Peake nests use book Cold love’s the loveliest love of all. So clear, so crisp, so empty. In short, so civilized. Mervyn Peake empty clear cold Seeing an Earl as an owl on a mantelpiece, and having part of one's face removed by a cat, both on the same morning, can temporarily undermine the self-control of any man. Mervyn Peake cat morning men Years on end, and swords on end - where will it end, if our ears unbend - what shall I spend on a wrinkled friend in a pair of tights like a bunch of lights? Mervyn Peake tights light years Mount and begone. The world awaits you. Mervyn Peake world Something to remember, that: cats for missiles. Mervyn Peake missiles cat remember It was not certain what significance the ceremony held... but the formality was no less sacred for it being unintelligible Mervyn Peake ceremony sacred certain He had no longer any need for home, for he carried his Gormenghast within him. All that he sought was jostling within himself. He had grown up. What a boy had set out to seek a man had found, found by the act of living. Mervyn Peake home men boys Gormenghast, that is, the main massing of the original stone, taken by itself would have displayed a certain ponderous architectural quality were it possible to have ignored the circumfusion of those mean dwellings that swarmed like an epidemic around it s Outer Walls. Mervyn Peake wall taken mean I am too rich already, for my eyes Mervyn Peake rich eye gold Through her, in microcosm, the wide earth sobbed. The starglobe sank in her; the colours faded. The death-dew rose and the wild birds in her breast climbed to her throat and gathered songless, hovering, all tumult, wing to wing, so ardent for those climes where all things end. Mervyn Peake rose wings bird
