A cup that is already full cannot have more added to it. In order to receive the further good to which we are entitled, we must give of that which we have.
A full bosom is actually a millstone around a woman's neck. ... [Breasts] are not parts of a person but lures slung around her neck, to be kneaded and twisted like magic putty, or mumbled and mouthed like lolly ices.
