(no subject)
“Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world,
I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport.
General opinion's starting to make out that
we live in a world of hatred and greed,
but I don't see that.
It seems to me that love is everywhere.
Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy,
but it's always there -
fathers and sons,
mothers and daughters,
husbands and wives,
boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends.
When the planes hit the Twin Towers,
as far as I know none of the phone calls
from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge -
they were all messages of love.
If you look for it,
I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that
love actually is all around.”