Sometimes I use books as oracles. I’ll pick one up and point to a line and more often than not there’s a little tid bit of info that holds an answer or a directional sign. Today a coworker of mine told me he had been reading The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov. I perused the pages and read a few lines and then my eyes found this,
The more one heeds coincidences the more often they happen.
Coincidence? Maybe? I certainly love when they happen.