Found a review on Goodreads that has the best quote from literature about the mute growth of grief and its insistence in being responded to:

This is from Julene Weaver's review of the book:
"Blake thinks about his grief and how it grows the same way a child does. 'To begin with, neither can speak, although both are adept at making their presence known—sometimes subtly, sometimes dramatically. The message may not be clear, but the depth of feeling, the passion, is never in doubt./ As it grows, and ages, grief develops a voice of its own, a voice that needs an attentive, patient ear to express its messages clearly. And if it is ignored, the voice will eventually demand attention, until one day you turn around to find yourself looking it squarely in the face./ There is no choice in this progression. The progression happens whether you permit it or not. The choice comes in how you respond.' One of the best personifications of grief I have ever read."

I agree with her assessment.

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