You can't know, you can only believe - or not.
If you picture Time as a straight line along which we have to travel, then you must think of God as the whole page on which the line is drawn.
It's so large" "It's the world dear, did you think it'd be small?" "smaller
Love, in its own nature, demands the perfecting of the beloved.
Without sin, the universe is a Solemn Game: and there is no good game without rules.
[The decay of Logic results from an] untroubled assumption that the particular is real and the universal is not.