The happiness of the creature consists in rejoicing in God by which also God is magnified and exalted.
The way to Heaven is ascending we must be content to travel uphill though it...
On a soap happiness never lasts for very long!
The mystic purchases a moment of exhilaration with a lifetime of confusion and the confusion is infectious and destructive. It is confusing and destructive to try and explain anything in terms of anything else poetry in terms of psychology.