Letters from the Desert Quotes

“Love is the synthesis of contemplation and action, the meeting-point between heaven and earth, between God and humanity.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters From The Desert

“God does not hurry over things; time is his, not mine. And I, little creature, a man, have been called to be transformed into God by sharing his life. And what transforms me is the charity which he pours into my heart.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“and I repeat again St. Augustine's words: “Love and do as you will.” Don't worry about what you ought to do. Worry about loving. Don't interrogate heaven repeatedly and uselessly saying, “What course of action should I pursue?” Concentrate on loving instead. And by loving you will find out what is for you. Loving, you will listen to the Voice. Loving, you will find peace.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“We often fail to realize the depth of evil, terrifying as it is. I am not speaking only of the selfishness of the wealthy, heaping up riches for themselves, or of those who sacrifice to achieve their self-selected goals. Or of the dictator who breathes in the incense due only to God. I am speaking of the selfishness of good people, devout people, those who have succeeded through spiritual exercises and self-denial in being able to make the proud profession before the altar of the Most High, “Lord, I am not like the rest of men.” Yes, we have had the audacity at certain times of our lives to believe we are different from other men. And here is the deepest form of self-deception, dictated by self-centeredness at its worst: spiritual egotism. This most insidious form of egotism even uses piety and prayer for its own gain.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“And if, through this desire of ours to say something, or do something, you feel that you must open your mouth, then do this: choose one word or a little phrase which well expresses your love for him; and then go on repeating it in peace, without trying to form thoughts, motionless in love before God who is love.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“Love is the fulfillment of the law and should be everyone's rule of life; in the end it's the solution to every problem, the motive for all good.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“Don't worry about what you ought to do. Worry about loving. Don't interrogate heaven repeatedly and uselessly saying, “What course of action should I pursue?” Concentrate on loving instead. And by loving you will find out what is for you. Loving, you will listen to the Voice. Loving, you will find peace.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“What is our life on earth, if not discovering, becoming conscious of, penetrating, contemplating, accepting, loving this mystery of Gods, the unique reality which surrounds us, and in which we are immersed like meteorites in space? “In God we live and move and have our being” (Acts 17:28). There aren't many mysteries, but there is one upon which everything depends, and it is so immense that it fills the whole space. Human discoveries do not help us to penetrate this mystery. Future millennia will illuminate no further what Isaiah said and what God himself declared to Moses before the burning bush, “I am who I am” (Exodus 3:14).”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“So true prayer demands that we be more passive than active; it requires more silence than words, more adoration than study, more concentration than rushing about, more faith than reason. We must understand thoroughly that true prayer is a gift from heaven to earth, the Father to his child; from the Bridegroom to the bride, from him who has to one who has not, from Everything to nothing.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“WHEN I FIRST CAME to the Sahara I was afraid of the night. For some, night means more work, for others dissipation, for still others insomnia, boredom. For me now it's quite different. Night is first of all rest, real rest. At sunset a great serenity sets in, as though nature were obeying a sudden sign from God.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“And yet that mother is right. She has sacrificed herself for her family. The others have allowed themselves plenty of freedom. She has had no share of it. She has worked, slaved, given up every moment of her day. But there's something more serious, something which is the real cause of suffering. She hasn't been understood. They have taken her for granted; they haven't, for example, noticed her crying in silence.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“At the bottom of the human heart there is an ulcer which grows with the years. It is the ulcer of resentment at being exploited by others. Nobody escapes it; it takes time for the soul to locate it and, if and when God wills, to root it out.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“Poverty is love for the poor Jesus, and voluntary self-denial. Jesus could have been rich. He did not have to live the kind of life he lived. No, he wanted to be poor in order to share the restrictions of real poverty, to put up with the lack of comfort, to suffer in his body the hard reality which weighs down the man searching for bread, to experience the abiding instability of one who possesses nothing.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“God now again intervenes with his consolation, since it would be impossible to live in that state of abandonment. He returns to encourage the soul with the touch of his gentleness. The soul accepts that touch with gratitude. But it has become so timid through the blows it has received that it dare not ask anything more. Deep down the soul has understood that it must let itself be carried, that it must abandon itself to its Savior, that alone it can do nothing, that God can do everything. And if it remains still and motionless, as though bound in the faithfulness of God, it will quickly realize that things have changed, and that its progress, though still painful, is in the right direction.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“If God were attainable with the intelligence, how unjust it would be! It would have made easy the task of the wise and the great of this world, and would have made knowledge of God all but impossible for the little ones, the poor, and the ignorant. But God himself has found the way to be equally accessible to everybody. His revelation comes in love, in that faculty which we can all share.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“I thought that in prayer everything depended on me and my efforts, on the books passing through my hands, and the beauty of the words which I was able to introduce into my conversations with God. What is worse, I thought the knowledge of God I was acquiring through study and reasoning was the real and only one. I hadn't yet understood that it was only an image, a covering, an introduction to God's true and authentic revelation, which is supernatural and eternal.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“Thus the time comes when words are superfluous and meditation is difficult, almost impossible. That is the time for the prayer of simplicity. The soul converses with God with a single loving glance, although this may often be accompanied by dryness and suffering. In this period the so-called litanical prayer thrives; that is, repetitions of identical expressions, poor words, but very rich in content. Hail Mary…Hail Mary…Jesus I love you…. Lord have mercy on me…My God and my all. And it is strange how in these ejaculations, monotonous and simple, the soul finds itself at ease, almost cradled in God's arms. It is also a time for the rosary, lived and loved as one of the highest and most inspired prayers.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“Even the love of study can make people unbelievably selfish; the passion for research can make men as mad and blind as termites in their dark tunnel.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“The darkness is necessary, the darkness of faith is necessary, for God's light is too great. It wounds. I understand more and more that faith is not a mysterious and cruel trick of a God who hides himself without telling me why, but a necessary veil. My discovery of him takes place gradually, respecting the growth of divine life in me.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“Those who believe that they can speak of what is in the depths of their own soul betray their own inexperience. My God, what an adventure it is, not to understand any longer, nor be able to see. If earlier we possessed “something,” love has now reduced us to nothing. Yes, love has reduced us to nothing. It has taken from us all presumption of knowing or being. It has reduced us to true spiritual childhood. I have held my soul In peace and in silence As a child In its mother's arms. This is the highest state of prayer: to be children in God's arms, silent, loving, rejoicing.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“The heart, with all its potential, loses its balance too easily when it loves a creature. It throws itself upon the creature loved and wants to possess it; and possessiveness kills. It holds on to the creature so passionately that it loses sight of the creator. Moreover it ruins the object of its love by its obsession with it. It ruins it, makes it a slave.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“Sometimes I even close my eyes to see more darkness. I know the stars are there in their place, as a witness to me of heaven. And I can see why darkness is so necessary The darkness is necessary, the darkness of faith is necessary, for God's light is too great. It wounds.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“When my faith was weak, all this would have seemed incomprehensible to me. I was afraid as a child is of the night. But now I have conquered it, and it is mine. I experience joy in night, navigating upon it as upon the sea. The night is no longer my enemy, nor does it make me afraid. On the contrary, its darkness and divine transcendence are a source of delight.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“I understood, for example, that finding one's way in the desert is much easier by night than by day, that the points of reference are numerous and certain. In the years which I spent in the open desert I never once got lost, thanks to the stars. Many times, when searching for a Tuareg camp or a lost weather station, I lost my way because the sun was too high in the sky. But I waited for night and found the road again, guided by the stars.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“With your work finished and the caravan halted, you stretch out on the sand with a blanket under your head and breathe in the gentle breeze which has replaced the dry, fiery daytime wind. Then you leave the camp and go down to the dunes for prayer. Time passes undisturbed. No obligations harass you, no noise disturbs you, no worry awaits you: time is all yours. So you satiate yourself with prayer and silence, while the stars light up in the sky.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“As long as I waste time defending myself I get nothing done and I am not truly Christian; I do not know the depths of the heart of Jesus. To forgive, really forgive, means convincing ourselves deep down that we merited the wrong done to us.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“In fact, since I ceased to love I have known no peace. During my sleepless nights I feel sapped of energy, tormented by the wanderings of my spirit.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“Why should I still work with enthusiasm when someone has been promoted who doesn't really deserve it? In fact, I no longer love; I am unable to. But this inability to love is quite crucial because it leaves me with an enormous feeling of indifference. Whether I like it or not, love is the aim of my life, the reason for my existence, the only thing that really satisfies me.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“to be a kind of leaven there.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert

“These realities must be sanctified; we must not think that a person is holy just because he has made vows. One with this outlook thinks of the hour of spiritual reading or prayer as the only time for the spiritual life and ignores the longer time dedicated to work and everyday living. The result is at best an anemic and unreliable religious personality.”
― Carlo Carretto, Letters from the Desert