To survive as a human being is possible only through love. And, when Thanatos (death, evil) is ascendant, the instinct must be to reach out to those we love, to see in them all the divinity, pity, and pathos (suffering) of the human. And to recognize love in the lives of others - even those with whom we are in conflict - love that is like our own.
It does not mean we will avoid war or death. It does not mean that we as distinct individuals will survive. But love, in its mystery, has its own power. It alone gives us meaning that endures. It alone allows us to embrace and cherish life. Love as power both to resist in our nature what we know we must resist, and to affirm what we know we must affirm. And love, as the poets remind us, is eternal.