It was my dream one day I come to Australia, The dream is gone, now it is real. Now I ask what I can do for Australia.
Fear is the thief of dreams.
There are dreams to be dreamed, there are ventures to start, there are new songs to sing – when you have hope in your heart.
Carry the sun inside you and reach out for the dreams that guide you. You have everything you need to take you where you want to go then.
Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die then life is like a broken winged bird that cannot fly. I want to be able to achieve my dreams and make a difference to other people’s lives one day.
Sometimes we let fear stand between us and our rainbow but if we have courage, our hopes and dreams will lead us to our pot of gold in life.
Everyone can make a difference in their own way and their own time. My advice to young people is to keep believing in yourself and your dreams. Being passionate and committed to something which means a lot to you is all that matters.
No dreamer is ever too small. No dream ever too big.
I was especially terrified of Germans, because they clearly glorified in their wickedness; they wore black uniforms, flaunted an insignia of a human skull couched on human bones, and unabashedly proclaimed themselves ‘Nasties’. At a time when Australia stood in real and present danger from the Japanese, my dreams were full of stolid minions of men in black… invading across the back paddock, through the back gate and into the kitchen to kill us all.
As one gets older, I believe and follow my motto, 'DON'T STOP', in all things. Age is not a barrier. It adds greater wisdom. Always keep active and follow your dream right to the end.