Hugh Grant in Love Actually (2003)
Whenever I get gloomy about the state of the world, I think about the Heathrow Airport arrivals gate. The general opinion says 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, none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge. As far as I know, they were all messages of love. If you look for it, you’ll find that love actually is all around.
