His [Death] voice is cold at first, John. It seems unfeeling. But if you listen without fear, you find that when he speaks, the most ordinary words become poetry. When he stands close to you, your life becomes a song, a praise. When he touches you, your smallest talents become gold; the most ordinary loves break your heart with their beauty. Martine Leavitt
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In the story, A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens, the cold voice of Death is described as being unfeeling. It seems to have no feeling for the living things that come before it. In reality, when one speaks to someone in a sincere way, without fear, they will feel a sense of warmth and love from the other person. The same thing happens in a love relationship.

The smallest talents of a person will become gold when they are put in front of someone they love. When a person looks at another person with adoration and appreciation, their heart will be broken over and over again.

Source: Keturah And Lord Death

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