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 TagoreCome oh come ye tea-thirsty restless ones -- the kettle boils, bubbles and sings, musically.
Rabindranath TagoreFrom the grasses in the field to the stars in the sky, each one is doing just that; and there is such profound peace and surpassing beauty in nature because none of these tries forcibly to transgress its limitations.
Rabindranath Tagore