Buffett's Ferocious Focus

For more than half a century Warren Buffett has shown impeccable timing. So perhaps it should come as no surprise that the first biography he has authorized was published in late September as news of the financial crisis that he had warned about dominated the front pages and just days after he had agreed to inject $5 billion into Goldman Sachs (GS).

Much of the legendary investor's story has been told, notably in Roger Lowenstein's masterful Buffett: The Making of an American Capitalist. But in The Snowball: Warren Buffett and the Business of Life, former Morgan Stanley (MS) insurance analyst Alice Schroeder provides a much more penetrating and personal look at the Oracle of Omaha.

Schroeder's portrait is the product of five years of research that included unprecedented access. She describes an obsessive man emotionally damaged by his mother's rages who nevertheless knew what he wanted and how to get there from an early age. Here readers will again encounter the burger-eating, Cherry Coke-swilling, aphorism-spouting outsider familiar from previous accounts. But The Snowball (to succeed, find wet snow and a really long hill, advises Buffett) is more perceptive than other works, getting deeply inside the head of the man who achieved such amazing long-term investment returns that some academics believe them to be a fluke.

Buffett himself has attributed his success to "focus." Schroeder writes: "He ruled out paying attention to almost anything but business—art, literature, science, travel, architecture—so that he could focus on his passion." As a child, Schroeder relates, Warren carried around a coin-changer as his prized possession, and when his dad offered him a trip at age 10, he asked to go to the New York Stock Exchange (NYX). Not long after, Buffett read a book called One Thousand Ways to Make $1,000 and announced to a friend that he was going to be a millionaire by the time he was 35. "That was an audacious, almost silly-sounding statement for a child to make in the depressed world of 1941," Schroeder writes. "But…he was sure he could do it."

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