Your place in heaven will seem to be made for you and you alone, because you were made for it–made for it stitch by stitch as a glove is made for a hand.
Is is from this point of view that we can understand hell in its aspect of privation (deprivation). All your life an unattainable ecstasy has hovered just beyond the grasp of your consciousness. The day is coming when you will wake to find, beyond all hope, that you have attained it,
that it was within your reach and you have lost it forever.
The Problem of Pain, C. S. Lewis, Chapter:Heaven, page 152.