Mark Twain’s daughter Susy wrote: “Papa…doesn’t like to go to church at all, why I never understood, until just now, he told us the other day that he couldn’t bear to hear any one talk but himself, but that he could listen to himself talk for hours without getting tired, of course he said this in joke, but I’ve no dought [sic] it was founded on truth."
Here is one of the great autobiographies of the English language - exuberant, wonderfully contemporary in spirit, by a man twice as large as life who—he said so himself—had no trouble remembering everything that had ever happened to him and a lot of things besides.
Nothing ever happened to Mark Twain in a small way. His adventures were invariably fraught with drama. Success and failure for him were equally spectacular. And so he roared down the years, feuding with publishers, being a sucker for inventors, always learning wisdom at the point of ruin, and always relishing the absurd spectacle of humankind, which he regarded with a blend of vitriol and affection.
©1959 Charles Neider (P)1995 Blackstone Audio, Inc.
“It is worth reading because the man is in it.” (Saturday Review)
“A book filled with richnesses of humor and tragedy of disappointment and triumph, of sweetness and bitterness, and all in that unsurpassed American prose." (New York Herald Tribune Book Review)
"Magnificently alive." (Library Journal)
This long book would have been the endless meanderings of a bizarre mind except for his amazing words. The book is filled with eternal phrases, ("There are three kinds of lies: lies, damn lies, and statistics.") And his discriptions of people and places are brilliant ("His hair hung like curtains around his face.") I laughed continuously.
Love Twain books, but this one does not do well in audio format, reader is a bummer, and not Twain's best work
Mark Twain is a great writer whose powers of narration in his novels and reminiscence of Life on the Mississippi are great reading. This work, written at the end of his life,should have been closely edited into a smoother narrative rather than peppered with accounts of tedious irritations that the old man worried about at the end of a very successful life.
Did he really need the money? He seems to have thought that this rambling self-centered pot boiler may well have brought hm some dollars but does little to enhance his reputation.
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