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A History of Silence

From the Renaissance to the Present Day

Alain Corbin

Translated by Jean Birrell











Acknowledgements

I would like to thank Fabrice d’Almeida for his careful editing of the final version of this book and Sylvie le Dantec for her help with the preparation of the manuscript.

In silence there is always something unexpected, a beauty that catches you unawares, a tonality to be savoured with the finesse of a gourmet, an exquisite repose … never automatic, it happens as if impelled by some inner force. Silence descends … it comes softly and silkily.

Jean-Michel Delacomptée

Petit éloge des amoureux du silence

Prelude

Silence is not simply the absence of noise. We have almost forgotten what it is. Sound cues have changed their nature, become weaker and lost religious significance. The fear, even dread, caused by silence has intensified.

In the past, the people of the West savoured the depth and the qualities of silence. They saw it as the precondition for contemplation, for introspection, for meditation, for prayer, for reverie and for creation; above all, they saw it as that inner space from which speech came. They scrutinized its social tactics. For them, painting was silent speech.

The intimacy of places, that of the bedroom and its furniture, like that of the house, was bound up with silence. With the rise of the sensitive soul in the eighteenth century, and inspired by the cult of the sublime, people began to appreciate the many different silences of the desert and to listen to those of the mountains, the sea and the countryside.

Silence testified to the intensity of a love affair and seemed a precondition for union. It foretold the lasting nature of the emotion. The life of the invalid, the proximity of death and the presence of the tomb gave rise to a range of silences, which survive today only in vestigial form.

What better way could there be to experience them than to immerse ourselves in quotations from some of the many authors who have embarked on a veritable aesthetic quest? Reading them, we put our own sensibility to the test. History has too often claimed to explain. When it tackles the world of the emotions, it must also and primarily make people feel, especially when the mental worlds have disappeared. This makes a large number of revealing quotations indispensable. They alone can enable the reader to understand how people experienced silence in the past.

It is difficult to be silent today, which prevents us from listening to the inner speech that calms and soothes. Society enjoins us to accept noise in order to be part of the whole, rather than to listen to ourselves. Thus the very structure of the individual is modified.

True, a few solitary walkers, artists and writers, practitioners of meditation, those who have withdrawn to a monastery, a few women who visit graves and, above all, lovers who gaze wordlessly at each other are in search of silence and remain sensitive to its qualities. But they are like travellers washed up on what will soon be a desert island, whose shores are wearing away.

The main culprit is not, however, as might be thought, an intensification of the general noisiness of urban life. Thanks to activists, legislators, hygienists and decibelmeasuring technicians, city noise is now different but probably no more deafening than in the nineteenth century. What is new is hyper-mediatization and permanent connectivity and, in consequence, the incessant flow of words that is thrust on people and which makes them dread silence.

My evocation in this book of the silence of the past and of how people searched for it, and of the qualities, disciplines, tactics, richness and power of the speech of silence, may help us to relearn how to be silent, that is, to be ourselves.