See what it is to play unfair!Where cheating is, there's mischief there.

I see it on his face. I hear it when he talks. We look out at the world and we see the same thing: Not Fair. And the only difference between us is Ricky's out there trying to get even. And he knows not trust anybody and he got it straight from me. And he knows not to try and get work, and guess where he got that. He walks around like there's loose boards in the floor, and you know who laid that floor, I did.

Saying it ain’t fair, over and over again while you stand in front of a wrecking ball is kinda senseless, I think.

Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot. Take thou what course thou wilt.

Unseen in the background, Fate was quietly slipping lead into the boxing-glove.

So cheat your landlord if you can and must, but do not try to shortchange the Muse. It cannot be done. You can't fake quality any more than you can fake a good meal.