Zoltán Böszörményi arrived in Toronto with no profession and no language skills, and only $25 in his pocket. After a few years of university, he was running his own company, but his first million dollars were not earned overseas. He came home and, as he says, he just had to bend down, the opportunity was at his feet. Today he lives the luxury life of the chosen few. A panoramic apartment in Monte Carlo, expensive cars and glitz. Yet it is not luxury that drives him, but rather his love of Hungarian literature, and he is extremely proud of his poetry books and his recently published novel.