When the situation in the world brings out sadness, I think about the airport and airport at Heathrow Airport. According to the general opinion, we live in the world of nonsense and greed, but I do not agree. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often, love is not very noticeable and solemn, but it is everywhere. Fathers and sons, mother and daughters, husbands and wives, lovers and mistresses, curate friends. In the telephone calls from the twin towers in which the somoles did not have hatred or revenge, only recognition in love. If you look closely, a suspicion will arise that love is real on everywhere.

Alexander King