There is a beautiful story illustrating this idea. In the palace of a Mogul king there was a housemaid, and once when making the bed she was overpowered by the sense of the beauty of the king's room, the fragrance all round, the windows open allowing the cool breeze to come in, so grateful when the summers are as hot as in the East. She felt she would like to sit on the bed a moment and see how it felt. How very soft and nice and how very fragrant, she thought. And she sat there, and then felt she would like to lean back on the cushions. But unfortunately she fell asleep. Then the king and queen happened to come in. He said, "What impertinence", and the queen was very displeased too.