There's an old story about a samurai asking a monk to explain heaven and hell. The monk completely goes to town on this poor putz, yelling at him about how ugly, stupid, unkempt, lazy and... he keeps going right up to when the samurai loses it and goes for his sword, and yells "THAT IS HELL!"
The samurai immediately takes his hand off his hilt, breathes, and the world isn't so utterly terrible anymore, and the monk says "and that's heaven."
I live in this story a lot too often for comfort.