If you woke up each morning, and immediately dwelt on your ills, what sort of a day could you look forward to?
Maeve BinchyI think you've got to play the hand that you're dealt and stop wishing for another hand.
Maeve BinchyIf you woke up each morning, and immediately dwelt on your ills, what sort of a day could you look forward to?
Maeve BinchyI think you've got to play the hand that you're dealt and stop wishing for another hand.
Maeve Binchy