Words are always and forever beautiful lies, the enemies of logic,
when you hear them you should run away, seal your ears with wax or
strike yourself in the head with a brick until you are unconscious.

You are about to be manipulated with words, and then it will be too late.

Them that's got, shall get
Them that's not, shall lose
But man, you gotta get it while the getting is good
Now, if you could get it all this much and this fast
Don't be telling me you wouldn't cause I know that you would

When the overall growth of something is so rapid that an idiotic
decision no longer causes any immediate losses, the number of such
decisions will grow without bounds until the losses materialize.

Remember that you need a name for the colour blue when you build
a narrative, but not in action - the thinker lacking a word for
'blue' is handicapped; not the doer.

Them that's got, shall get
Them that's not, shall lose
But God, bless the child that can write his own rhymes
Some might, choose to praise
Some might, choose to snooze
But the style that I use is the style that's mine