I just finished reading “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance” for the first and last time. I’d heard about it for years, and finally decided to read it to myself. I can’t remember slogging through a more difficult book without just giving up. It was a trial, but I actually finished it.
I considered writing a quick review on Amazon.com about the book, but I see there are 509 other reviews of it. And I doubt I can think of something truly original to add if I’m number 510. Suffice it to say that the book just didn’t speak to me. Maybe if I knew more philosophy or grew up in the 40s, it would make more sense. But as a travel story, it’s just depressing. And as a text on metaphysics, it’s too impenetrable.
So this one will go back on the PaperbackSwap.com list pronto, I think.