I can't forgive Anthony Doerr that (view spoiler)[he killed Werner. (hide spoiler)] I know it is childish of me. But it is how I feel. 
 I love this story, I love the storytelling, I love Werner, Marie-Laure, Etienne, Madame Manec, Frederick and many other characters. 
 I was gripped and moved. I wanted so much to know what happened to them all. 
 I hate, even more now, a war and the people who declare wars and play with people's life. I wanted to cry (of sadness) and to scream (of anger). 
 It is a brilliant novel. That is all I have to say. 
 Let's let Doerr say more: 
 Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever 
 "Don't you want to be alive before you die?" 
 Is it right to do something only because everyone else is doing it? 
 "Your problem, Werner," says Frederick, "is that you still believe you own your life." 
 So really, children, mathematically, all of light is invisible 
 We all come into existence as a single cell, smaller than a speck of dust. Much smaller. Divide. Multiply. Add and subtract. Matter changes hands, atoms flow in and out, molecules pivot, proteins stitch together, mitochondria send out their oxidative dictates; we begin as a microscopic electrical swarm. The lungs the brain the heart. Forty weeks later, six trillion cells get crushed in the vise of our mother's birth canal and we howl. Then the world starts in on us. 
 If you want to know even more you can read Diane's review or Jessica Prescott's review.