Grave What do you think of my new glasses I asked as I…
““Grave What do you think of my new glasses I asked as I stood under a shade tree before the joined grave of my parents, and what followed was a long silence that descended on the rows of the dead and on the fields and the woods beyond, one of the one hundred kinds of silence according to the Chinese belief, each one distinct from the others, but the differences being so faint that only a few special monks were able to tell them apart. They make you look very scholarly, I heard my mother say once I lay down on the ground and pressed an ear into the soft grass. Then I rolled over and pressed my other ear to the ground, the ear my father likes to speak into, but he would say nothing, and I could not find a silence among the 100 Chinese silences that would fit the one that he created even though I was the one who had just made up the business of the 100 Chinese silences - the Silence of the Night Boat and the Silence of the Lotus, cousin to the Silence of the Temple Bell only deeper and softer, like petals, at its farthest edges.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker explores a Chinese concept of many distinct silences, searching for one that matches his father's unique silence, highlighting the elusive nature of meaning.
In simple terms: He looks for a special silence among many, but cannot find it.
Accept that some experiences are indescribable.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- visiting graves
- listening to nature
- family reflection
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does silence mean to you?
- How do cultural ideas shape personal grief?
Silence may be unattainable or imagined.