Remember when the world collapsed.
The burning buildings.
The people who jumped.
Those who died.
Those who sacrificed.
Remember all of the things that didn't matter.
All the things that could wait.
All the things you dropped and ignored.
Remember when it wasn't You against Them.
It was Us.
Don't repeat the past.
"I would see the White Tree in flower again in the courts of the kings, and the Silver Crown return, and Minas Tirith in peace: Minas Arnor again as of old, full of light, high and fair, beautiful as a queen among other queens: not a mistress of slaves, nay, not even a kind mistress of willing slaves. War must be while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend: the city of the Men Númenor; and I would have her loved for her memory, her ancientry, her beauty, and her present wisdom. Not feared, save as men may fear the dignity of a man, old and wise."
~Faramir, The Lord of the Rings