Love is all around.

Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world,
I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow airport.

General opinion makes out that we live in a world
of hatred and greed
I don't see that.
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,

none of the phone calls from
people on board
were messages of hate or revenge,

they were all messages of love.

lf you look for it,
I've got a sneaky feeling
you'll find that love
actually is all around.

Love Actually, Richard Curtis.