Comment: Many are left wondering where their wealth went. Me too!

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Many are left wondering where their wealth went. Me too!

For all my troubles, I am amazed that I survive. These days, I don't concern myself much about making money. Nor returning the money I have collected over the years.

    An inventor is a poet -- a true poet -- and nothing in any degree less than a high order of poet -- wherefore his noblest pleasure dies with the stroke that completes the creature of his genius, just as the painter's & the sculptor's & other poets' highest pleasure ceases with the touch that finishes their work -- & so only he can understand or appreciate the legitimate "success" of his achievement, little minds being able to get no higher than a comprehension of a vulgar moneyed success. - Letter to Pamela Moffett, 12 June 1870

Storm front yonder. I bid you fare passage. Regards,

Disclaimer: Mark Twain (1835-1910-To be continued) is unlicensed. His river pilot's license went delinquent in 1862. Caution advised. Daily Paul