Dear Robert M. Pirsig, (Author)

I have read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle maintenance. it changed me because it has made me think more about quality and other things. The book itself was confusing but I got through it. I looked up the meaning of quality in the dictionary afterwards, but it did not make any sense to me.

While I was reading the book I thought of my life. I hardly spend time with my dad, while the boy in the story spends a lot of time with is dad. I wish I could spend more time with my dad, while the boys wants to get away from his.

What was confusing to me were the dreams and that it never said the man’s name. The dreams were random and I never figured out what they meant. All I got was that he was dead and that a man didn’t let him talk.

Another thing that confused me was that it went back and forth between the man and the other man that spent his life searching for the meaning of quality.

I think quality is in the eye of the beholder. I think this because my sense of quality is to get something done. My dad’s is to get it done to stay. For example my Dad needs me to stack wood to stay up. To him that’s quality. To me quality is stacking it all before winter, not to save up.

When I read your book it made me think about what to do next instead of waiting for it. I think more about what to do instead of going with each thing that happens.

As I said I have learned a lot from your book and I will remember your book as long as I live.