-- Once upon a time, when I was largely in the throes of spiritual clouds, I read a lot about the Vedanta Hindu Sri Ramakrishna, a 19th century (1836-1886) holy man considered by some to be an avatar ... of Vishnu, I think. I purely gobbled the tales about him and the words attributed to him. Doubt was not my companion: I was in thrall.
And one tale was this ... that one day as Ramakrishna was walking down the road, he ran into Jesus. Obviously it as a mystical tale since Jesus had predeceased Ramakrishna by a number of years. I basked and soaked in the story as it rose up off the page. They met on the road before Jesus passed into Ramakrishna. And what made it convincing to me was the very, very small factoid that Ramakrishna noticed the tip of Jesus' nose was flattened.
Anyway, it was in the midst of this book there was a truncated reference to a six-plus-foot, American black man who opened and closed the doors to the tsar's throne room. There was no further information, but this small, unverified bit of information seemed to mysterious and good to disbelieve and so I guess I have always believed it.
There have been other, similar, little things that somehow gave me proof of what I cannot in all honesty prove and yet I do love the 'proven' nature of them. I have forgotten the others at the moment. Write me off as another slob thinker.