So that between the Cape of St. Maria and Japan we were four months and twenty-two days; at which time there were no more than six besides myself that could stand upon his feet.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
At the beginning of the troubles of Saint Domingo, I felt that I was destined to great things. When I received this divine intimation, I was four and fifty years of age; I could neither read nor write.
Stood off and on during the night, determining not to come to anchor till morning, fearing to meet with shoals; continued our course in the morning; and as the island was found to be six or seven leagues distant, and the tide was against us, it was noon when we arrived there.
When you were a kid, a day was a long time and a year was a long time.
So in process of four or five years the emperor called me, as divers times he had done before.
I had five children in six years. The day I brought my fifth baby home, that week, my daughter turned 6.
Well, I was about six or seven, and my mother and father separated.
What a different world it was when I first sailed for Europe in 1930, with my mother, sister, and brother to spend six months abroad.
I could go days, weeks, without talking to another human being.
We were in the Arabian Desert for nine months. And I was having the time of my life. It could have been an archeological expedition, a military expedition.
Omar Sharif and I spent nine months in the desert, day after day for nine months.