'And as for the happiness you speak of,

I  shall never be happy again.' ...
      'Nonsense: perhaps in ten years' time you will be looking back on this trial as a very light one -- who knows?'
      'I daresay it seems foolish; perhaps all our earthly trials will appear foolish to us after a while; perhaps they seem so now to angels. But we are ourselves, you know, and this is now, not some time to come, a long, long way off. And we are not angels...'

from Wives and Daughters, by Elizabeth Gaskell {Chapter 11}