You can’t get far in Dublin without banging into some literary giant.
Passengers arriving at the airport are confronted by a billboard asking, “Isn’t there the light of seven heavens in your heart alone … ?” The floor-to-ceiling quote from J. M. Synge’s The Playboy of the Western World is among the giant P.S.A.’s (Poetic Service Announcements) that point visitors toward Ireland’s soul in the way most airports direct you to the baggage carousel.
