In The Unbearable Lightness of Being (TULB) the narrator explains the beauty of coincidence in novels and in real life. Personally I ALWAYS get really excited when I have a deja vu moment (which is like a coincidence, right?) and when a coincidence happens to me. He describes the coincidental death in Anna Karenina as having a novelistic beauty. He distinguishes between novelistic and fantastical, fake, or totally fabricated. He makes the reader think that coincidence adds an element of beauty and composition to life like it does a in a novel or a piece of music. He disapproves of people who fail to recognize coincidences and the real-life magic of them, because they are missing out on a significant aspect of life…and therefore do not fully appreciate life. To me, coincidences make me question whether life is run by chance (because really- what are the odds that you’d run into your long-lost friend on hike in California?) or if that encounter was meant to be. Whether or not coincidences are evidence of fate or of random chance, they are special and beautiful.