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Things That Made My Year

Prosopagnosia

The Peace Of Wild Things

Help Me To Find The Heft Of These Days

They Say Everything Can Be Replaced

The Best Way Is To Do Nothing At All

Splash Where The Two Branches Meet And Play God

Thank You, Johnny

Grace Comes By Art And Art Does Not Come Easy

Every Drop Of Red Must Float On A Sea Of Green

You Do Not Even Have To Believe In Yourself

Love Is The Way

On "Never Forgetting"

Nothing That Is Gone In That Direction Comes Back

Just Like That Old House We Thought Was Haunted

All The Time They'll Get There Anyway, You See

Upon Those Who Step Into The Same Rivers, Different Waters Flow

Getting Away Makes You Want More Getting Away

When A Wave Comes That Might Be Too Big For Me I Don’t Fight It

Hang Your Own Carrot

I Want To Know There Was Something Worth Missing

Hang It On A Shelf In Good Health And Good Time

If You Get Into That Lake You Can Carry On

Worry Is A Way To Pretend You Have Knowledge

You Gotta Learn To Keep Yourself Naive

A Guarantee On The Box Makes A Man Feel Good

Who Cares Besides Me, And That's The Point

The Human Capacity For Self-Delusion Is Apparently Infinite

We Don't Mean To Suggest That Our Town Is A Sham

There Are Others Born With The Wisdom To Know That Nothing Lasts

It Would Be Proper To Grasp Your One Necessity And Not Let It Go

Nearby Is The Country They Call Life

We Must Be Told Night And Day That The Gods Never Existed

The Things I Remember Best Are Not Things

After A Song Or Two Even The Drunks Begin To Listen

My Information Is Always Free And I Don't Talk Nonsense

We’ll Know As Children Again All That We Are Destined To Know

Our Demands Most Moderate Are: We Only Want The Earth

If You Could Help Me To Share The Trouble

Addendum: Marshallese Pie Recipe

Kindness Is Life, Cruelty Is Death

Awe Reminds Us Of The Universe's Largeness

When It's Snowing The Outdoors Seem Like A Room

The God Created From Human Vanity Sees No Difference Between Eagle And Sparrow

Who Doesn't Want To Live With The Brisk Motor Of His Heart Singing

We Were Entrusted By Nature With The Ownership Of This Single Thing

You Sold The Green Earth And The Sun And Stars To Save Yourself

This Must Be Where Pies Go When They Die