Lots of people like a clean desk, but real work always creates a little mess. If your mind is clicking along nicely, your desk will naturally pile up with things you need for work--and all the other things you're postponing until the real work is done.
There is a fine line, however, between the organized chaos of a mind fully engaged and the rampant anarchy of a mind spinning nowhere. Twain's desk seems to set a good example with a healthy degree of disorder. The clutter is there, but it's manageable.
"You may not think I know where everything is," Twain's expression seems to say, "but I do--and anyway, what business is it of yours? This is the way I work."
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