This book was obviously written more for the benefit of the writer than the reader. Put together almost immediately after Peake's premature death from Parkinson's Disease in 1968, it is a fragmented, nostalgic, sentimental, largely incoherent moan of distress by a weak, overly-dependent woman unable to see her lost husband as anything other than a Romantic demi-god or the world as anything other than a violent, malicious site of evil. I cannot quite see what Gilmore hoped to achieve by writing this memoir. Peake's talent needs no apology or explanation: even in his own lifetime the peculiar genius of his Gormenghast books was well-recognised. Nor does this account make any attempt at being a factually full biography. All it tells us is how much Gilmore loved her husband, and how unfairly she felt he was treated by fate and the world. I think that is of extremely limited interest. It is only Mervyn Peake, after all.

Anyone who appreciates Mervyn's work should be touched by his late widow Maeve's excellent and poetic memiors. She was a formidable artist and writer, and this book, along with son Sebastion's Child of Bliss, give a unique, beautiful, and priveledged insider's view from those who shared Peake's life.

this is a good native american book and should be read by many people

"As time goes by..." is an interesting and well-writen book about Ingrid Bergman'life. In fact, it brings the reader some corrections in Bergman's autobiography. My reservation is that the book doesn't go further Bergman's life and most of the information are well-known by some reader that knows at least something of her life.

I think this book is great for writing a letter. It tells you synonyms in case you use a word often. It also tells you a sentence and sometimes an antonym.(if there is one) This book is handy,and is fairly small. I find this book better than a thesaurus.

My sons enjoyed the pictures in this book, and were mildly interested in Billy starting school, but they totally didn't get the extended analogy about the lost sparrow working its way back to health and happiness, and Billy getting comfortable with going to school. I would have liked more details actually about school, and how Billy adjusted. However, the cute little detailed pictures of both school and birds were a lot of fun to study! If you have a child that loves birds, this might be a good choice, but I would not look to it for much help in transitioning to school.

This is a better book than Lewis's biograpy of Peter Sellers, if only because it is much, much shorter. But the some of excesses that marred the prior book are here, too. Lewis suffers from foodnote-itis; they can go on for pages and break up the rhythym of reading the book terribly. Either he should integrate the material into the text or he should use notes at the end of the book. He still can't resist inserting himself into the book and making snide and tedious wisecracks, though compared to the Sellers book, he has definitely toned this element down. But the out-of-left-field rhetorical question habit is worse here. My absolute favourite: When discussing the film of Olivier's "Hamlet", he says, "Finally, am I alone in thinking the curtains of Gertrude's bed are spead like the lips of a giant vagina?" Doh! I rather think you are, pal. Either the aforementioned comment is a put-on, or the editor was asleep at the--forgive me--swatch. Speaking of sex, Lewis doesn't like to speak of it, at least directly. He gives it a series of coy, creepy nicknames: "rumpy-pumpy", " and (another favourite) "the bedspring Sonata". What is it with the British, anyway? (That rhetorical question thing is catching).(P) It is also a bad sign that Lewis can't immediately let go of Sellers, and the first part of the book is loaded with references to him and comparisons to Olivier. Apples and mangoes, friends. (P) But studded throughout these excesses, like jewels in *&%!, is some brilliant writing on Olivier's preformances and what excited him about acting. You will just have to hold your nose to enjoy them. (P) And Olivier was great. He was an indifferent father, a poor husband, a jealous colleague, and a manipulative friend, as Lewis makes clear. His love, his energies, his reality went to acting. He was not one of these modern actors who feel obliged to give dumb interviews about the whorishness of the acting profession, and how it is not really suited to a man. Olivier loved and respected his profession, and this book rightly celebrates his triumphs in unlikely ("The Betsy"), small (his wonderfully hostile and whiney Morarity in "The Seven-Per-Cent Solution"), classical ('Richard III'); modern ('The Entertainer') and comedy ("Moscow Nights"). My favourite Olivier performance is none of the above, however. When I was a teenager, I stumbled upon a television showing of William Wyler's "Carrie" (an adaptation of Dreiser's "Sister Carrie." This is an early fifties movie that was a terrible flop when released and was almost immediately forgotten. Olivier is cast as Hurstwood. His fate is horrifying, but such is the power of the performance Olivier gives, you watch until the very last frame. Sometimes this book can convey in words--fleetingly--what Olivier did on the screen. So, in spite of the author's self-indulgences, I recommend it.

This short (114 pp) book provides a very brief overview of 166 (I counted them) translations of the Bible or New Testament, starting with Wycliffe and ending in 1991. As you can see, this limits the coverage of most versions to a short paragraph. Many of the versions covered are quite obscure, and not to be found outside of the rare books collections of major libraries. So if you want to know about Samuel Palmer's translation of the New Testament in 1765, get this book. Otherwise, if you want a more in-depth treatment of versions you are likely to find at the bookstore, along with a good short introduction to issues like text criticism and priciples of translation, I suggest "Essential Guide to Bible Versions", by Philip W. Comfort. Vance's book is not much help in actually choosing a Bible.

"Ha, ha, ha! Hee, hee, hee! Make a noise with Chimp and Zee." Toddlers and preschoolers will enjoy making a ruckus with a noisy pair of monkeys. Chimp and Zee encourage children to join them in imitating the sounds of clanging pots and pans, clapping hands, and animal voices. The pages are brightly colored, with clear lines and easy, repetitive text for the youngest readers. This would make an excellent book for an interactive storytime.

i just want to know about education in Titi, Jelebu

Pretty god but boring, dont read if you are not interseted