I think the quality of sexiness comes from within. It is something that is in you or it isn't and it really doesn't have much to do with breasts or thighs or the pout of your lips.

With small breasts, you don't have to wear a bra with dresses that have some support. It feels sexy without one.

They came and bound me up and I had awful stretch marks. I hated my breasts after that.

I do like my breasts. They're great, so much fun. You can do what you like with them.

There's a shortage of perfects breasts in this world. It would be a pity to damage yours.

It's my body. And I like my body. And I like my breasts. And no, they're not fake.

I'm particularly fond of boned chicken breasts with a little garlic under the flesh and cooked in a casserole for 40 minutes with a jar of olives, some cherry tomatoes and a spoonful of olive oil.

Felicity, the companion of content, is rather found in our own breasts than in the enjoyment of external things; and I firmly believe it requires but a little philosophy to make a man happy in whatever state he is.

For years Corky was what I call a jokester. He'd tease me with things like, 'You've got breasts like two currants on a breadboard' or 'You've got a sunken chest like a pirate's something or other.' He didn't like my teeth until I got braces at 25. It's like a little pickaxe that goes, chip, chip, chip, until, in the end, you think you are ugly.

People think you can't be clever if you have breasts.

Nature that framed us of four elements, warring within our breasts for regiment, doth teach us all to have aspiring minds.

Designers and advertisers like the idea of my breasts, waist line, long legs, and long neck - but have literally made gagging noises at my facial features.

If you're asking if my breasts are natural, yes, this is how I've looked since I was 13 years old.

Scientists now believe that the primary biological function of breasts is to make males stupid.

I do wish my breasts were bigger. Not big... but less small.

American men, as a group, seem to be interested in only two things, money and breasts. It seems a very narrow outlook.

Not much has been written about the Nereids of modern Greece. Wherever there is a warm, healing stream they believe that it flows from the breasts of the Nereids.

The doctors say it dates back to a film where I had these huge prosthetic breasts because my character was breast-feeding. The weight of them, and of the baby, did my back in.

I have undergone plastic surgery. I got my breasts done. Big deal.

My legs are nice, my lips are shapely, and my breasts are pretty. They popped up when I was 11 and they weren't small then. I was teased, but now those kids wish they had what I have!