It joins life together where hatred would sever it. Never let anyone tell you that art is a luxury. Sometimes I think art is our only chance. And art is about love - love of making, love of creating, bringing into being, rather than destroying. If every single art object were blown up tomorrow, the energies that made those things cannot be destroyed.
War is temporary.
Love is forever. I have to believe that. Wherever you are now - add your light to the sum of light. Do all you can. Love your neighbour as yourself.