I remember being in Chili, going along a road from the airport. My driver told me, "Oh, here on the right are all the rich houses, and here on the left are the slums. And nobody crosses over this road." We live in an incredibly wounded world. I don't want to give the impression that there are goodies and baddies and that we can issue a moral judgment. We all know that within the slum area there are incredibly beautiful men and women--and incredibly beautiful mothers and fathers who are struggling against a drug culture. Likewise, on the other side of the road in the rich areas, there are incredibly beautiful people. It's not as simple as good people versus bad people. That road was like a wall. Within each of us there is also a wall.[Jean Vanier, "Living Gently in a Violent World," pages 60-61]
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