“Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.”
“Write the unpublishable...and then publish it.”
“You have a manure pile of memories. Nothing you can do about that. Now, you can drown in the stink, or turn it into compost and grow a garden.”
“If you're standing in the manure pile, it's somebody's job to mention the stink.”
“Christians are like manure: spread them out and they help everything grow better, but keep them in one big pile and they stink horribly.”
“Nothing, save the hangman's noose, concentrates the mind like piles of cash.”