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Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry Into Values

This book combines a travel narrative with a philosophical inquiry, examining the concepts of quality, truth, and the nature of reality. The author reflects on these ideas while on a motorcycle journey with his son, engaging in discussions that delve into the essence of human values and the pursuit of meaning in life. more

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Robert M. Pirsig
Robert M. Pirsig

Robert M. Pirsig was an American writer best known for his philosophical novel 'Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.' This work combines philosophical thinking with travel adventure, exploring the concepts of quality, value, and the meaning of life. more

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