Less is not more if it amounts to so little that you can't get the smallest thing right.
Less is not more if it came to decrease involuntarily and one can't know what substance to employ in order to fertilise and, if possible, bloom again. Probably not manure, for this is not earth and earth is both too abundant and too little.
Less is not more when everything exits through I don't know where and you were about to channel what little could be, and happen, into here.
Less is really less, I'm not sure how much because I am minus something (adjective) and plus I don't know what. Thus, and in this case, instead of attributing more to less, without giving in to the opposite temptation, while considering it for the next issue of the magazine, in this case and therefore, the best thing to say, since one doesn't utter declarative sentences just for the sake of it, is «less and more», not «less is more», such verb popping only from automatic writing, whose cleverness would depend of it being at the service of forces aspiring to flame-ox.
Adjectivation is always very strong, so it comes out, but it doesn't have to be so. Like a squirted softness that could have been avoided but that at the moment could not be contained and left, there was no way of preventing it being done right there, here, so there comes out that less is more stuff and whoever preferred the conjunction as rectification will be accused of occupying two seats, of bringing a friend, here come Roque and his girlfriend, the inseparable couple, and so, as there are two, and that's more than one, the harder the small talk gets. So we can't help adding stuff to those, a process posing as onanist but in reality asking around if «is there anybody out there?» And as there is no assignment / adjectivation pre-arranged at home, it's up for the unknown to be ahead and frozen. What now? What is this now? Less and more? Not just one but two to coat, just my luck.
Less is not more when it has to be pulled out by force. The force is redundant and the less remains small compared to the possibility of more. The one pulling the less out wishes there was more of the less; no pliers can easily pull it out of its hole. Once pulled out, what a thing, how sterile, what to do with it? Sell it for eight cents and feel a sense of relief for having released it. Mission accomplished in the struggle for less, without no more or less and scarce enough, mission accomplished that of blowing, blowing, of course, blowing the less in a balloon without being able to blow it up for it is not more than less.
Less can't do more, but more what? More of what? Is it more the quantitative or more the kwality? «Come on», whoever, «less of it», an expression that would better get a kick in its head, get to the yellow woodpecker ranch, to gather more wood to burn itself more and more, until the ashes would reduce the volume of its sound coming out.
Less is more only to cheat the newcomer, Lassie's Moore you miss it if you so choose and it's got a caption on it.