It is right to chide man for being blind to such coincidences in his daily life. For he thereby deprives his life of a dimension of beauty. - Milan Kundera

Chance and chance alone has a message for us... Only chance can speak to us.

A long time ago, man would listen in amazement to the sound of regular beats in
his chest, never suspecting what they were. He was unable to identify himself
with so alien and unfamiliar an object as the body. The body was a cage, and
inside that cage was something which looked, listened, feared, thought, and
marveled; that something, that remainder left over after the body had been
accounted for, was the soul.

... in that state he is unaware of his age, his wife, his children, his worries, and so he has no fear, because the source of fear is in the future, and a person freed of the future has nothing to fear.