No, Digory. Men like me, who possess hidden wisdom, are freed from common rules just as we are cut off from common pleasures. Ours, my boy, is a high and lonely destiny.
C. S. Lewis
Justice means equality for equals, and inequality for unequals.
He has paid us the intolerable compliment of loving us, in the deepest, most tragic, most inexorable sense.
Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.
We are bidden to 'put on Christ', to become like God. That is, whether we like it or not, God intends to give us what we need, not what we now think we want. Once more, we are embarrassed by the intolerable compliment, by too much love, not too little.
But never that. Never in all worlds, that. God can make good use of all that happens. But the loss is real.