‘For infinite happiness,’ said the Spirit. ‘You can step out into it at any moment…’ ‘But, I tell you, they’ll see me.’ ‘An hour hence and you will not care. A day hence and you will laugh at it. Don’t you remember on earth—there were things too hot to touch with your finger but you could drink them all right? Shame is like that. If you will accept it—if you will drink the cup to the bottom—you will find it very nourishing: but try to do anything else with it and it scalds.’
