"A few melancholy birds were pipping and wailing, until the round red sun sank slowly into the western shadows; then an empty silence fell"

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The birds looked upon me as nothing but a man, quite a trifling creature without wings-and they would have nothing to do with me. Were it not so I would build a small cabin for myself among their crowd of nests and pass my days counting the sea waves.

— Rabindranath Tagore