This was the mark of an uncommon soldier, someone whose courage away from the battlefield was the same as that on it.
Other women who flew were women of independent means. But I had to do something with it.
I think, just the exhilaration of flying. The freedom of the air. The freedom of flight. And you completely remove yourself from the world. And you can voluntarily remove yourself from all those. . . everything that's near and dear to you. And you voluntarily return.
The beauty of the air, from the air. . . You haven't seen Australia unless you see it from the air. The coastline, the colours of the inland. The claypans, the forests. It's just all so beautiful. You'd never see that from the road. People climb mountains to see these things. You see that every time you take off.
As a four-year-old, my mother told me I was climbing the fence, jumping off and calling myself an 'eppyplane'. . . I bought books on aeroplanes, I followed everything in the newspapers about aeroplanes. Amy Johnson flew to Australia in 1930 - why couldn't I do something like that?
I have stood up and I have represented my constituents to the best of my abilities, and I'm very proud of that.
There is nothing so catching as refinement.
Agencies which frequently work nights and weekends are more stimulating, more successful - and more profitable.
Know whose you are and you'll know who you are. Walk in your authentic identity as determined by your Creator. And, before you try to live without instructions as to what your identity really is read the owner's manual daily; the Bible. It's the best advice anyone ever gave me. Read it and it will change your life for the better, forever.