Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at the 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 message of hate or revenge—they were all message of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaking suspicion… love actually is all around.
Love Actually
Cute fonT!
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