The smallest plates in this building are the only ones with any power in them.

The twenties are honest and useless to me. They move nothing forward; they only confirm.
The half-kilo discs live in a margarine tub under the dumbbell rack
and nobody has touched them in a year except me,
and they are the only objects in this room currently making anything happen.

The Book of the Phoenix — Grind 60:1