I read that quote on the old post office building for the first time last weekend as the seventh floor of the Phoenix Park hotel affords a perfect view. And I thought about what it meant to someone when the building was constructed in 1914 versus today. I wondered how many of the hundreds of passersby each day had ever looked up and contemplated those words and was thrilled to see them in this great article.
Golden! Heart-achingly beautiful. Alas, gone are the days.
I read that quote on the old post office building for the first time last weekend as the seventh floor of the Phoenix Park hotel affords a perfect view. And I thought about what it meant to someone when the building was constructed in 1914 versus today. I wondered how many of the hundreds of passersby each day had ever looked up and contemplated those words and was thrilled to see them in this great article.