the existence of some higher power in the universe?
My mother did a walk about the coach this weekend and stopped in front of my licence plate, commenting that it was an odd coincidence. I saw three letters and four numbers for which I could force a significance that would enable me to remember them. She told me to look at the four numbers again:
August 24, 1949
My (late) father's birthday.
"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."