And the dialogue belongs to them (2): Henry Miller and Anaïs Nin

The body is a multilingual being.  It speaks through its color and its temperature, the flush of recognition, the glow of love, the ash of pain, the heat of arousal, the coldness of non-conviction. . . . It speaks through the leaping of the heart, the falling of the spirits, the pit at the center, and rising hope. 

Clarissa Pinkola Estés
Image, Marcel Marceaux