There is one truth: love.

Can I doubt my mother's faith, who would rather give away all the world's wealth to the church for the decoration of altars, the splendor of worship, and for missions? And I, her son, when I hold opposing views, when I dream of a simple and poor worship, of an apostolate "with humble means," do I not have my solid reasons for that too? How difficult it is to judge! So difficult that Jesus asked us not to impose our assertions. However, there is one truth to which we must always and fully adhere: love.

(Carlo Carretto /1910–1988/, Letters from the Desert)