A house eventually keeps you warm, prevents you from feeling cold. That is your prison; your prison in this world. If you look at things in the light of faith, your house would be like a house of Heaven. But if you look at things in the light of unbelief, your home would be like one of those cells in the Hell; it troubles you, the walls close in on you, it bothers you all around and makes you suffocate. - Harun Yahya