Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance is a wonderful book. I've started to read it 2 or 3 times in the past and for a variety of reasons never got past the first 50 pages. Not this time. I read through it feverishly during my daily train-rides, visually devouring each morsel of insight and observation as quickly as my eyes could scan.
I found myself often in amazement at the book's ability to explain and categorize many different experiences and perspectives that I've encountered before but had been confused as to their meaning or relevance. I'd get this tingly sensation in my scalp while reading as a certain phrase rang true, and would catch myself eyes-wide, internally mumbling "yes, yes, yes, yes" like Dean Moriarty during his all-night mind-meld sessions with Carl in On The Road.
The book touched a nerve with me and I feel it has given me some very powerful tools for evaluating situations, judging reactions (mine and others) and particularly to aid in seeing the true Quality in the world. I'm going to see if I can find the sequel (Lila?) in the used bookstore on University Avenue.