"The book of love is long and boring. No one can lift the damn thing-it's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing, but I love it when you read to me and you- You can read me anything.

The book of love has music in it. In fact that's where music comes from. Some of it is just transcendental, some of it is just really dumb, but I love it when you sing to me. And you-You can sing me anything.

The book of love is long and boring and written very long ago. It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes and things we're all too young to know, but I love it when you give me things and you-You ought to give me wedding rings. "

Üleeile öösel hakkas mind kummitama mingist loost 2 sekundit.. mingit üminat. Panin silmad kinni ja silme ette tuli R.Gere (mu lemmikmees muideks peale kiisut).. ja siis ma hakkasin seda lugu otsima. Ainsaks seoseks R.Gere ja 2 sekundiline ümin (milles ma isegi polnud kindel et äkki ma ise seda välja ei mõelnud)

Ja nüüd on siin selle loo sõnad.

*Peter Gabriel - Book of Love

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Jõudsin veidi aega tagasi töölt koju ja homme jälle. Kes teab, ehk sõidan homme õhtul kella 23.00-se bussiga Tartu. Igatsus ei ole lihtsalt enam normaalne. Ei jõua ära oodata, mil saame olla niipalju koos, kui vaid tahame.