Quasimodo - Notre Dame'ın Kamburu

What if life, in its fleeting moments, were equivalent to God? What if the Divine Spirit, which we find, believe we find, or hope to find within life, leaned down and whispered everything into our ears... What would happen then?
Is humanity and life an inseparable whole? If we were to go back to yesterday, would today still be the same? Who changes tomorrow? Whose voice is it that brings these words, which seem to bend time itself?