This book will capture you heart and then promptly stomp it into million pieces. 
 I love/hate this this book. The writing is breathtaking, the characters are real, and good God that romance was right up my alley. And I can also appreciate a story about mental illness, something that says yes, even if you're not suffering from a disease with physical symptoms (The Fault in Our Stars, anyone?) that your pain is real, depression is real...and it hurts. This I loved; HOWEVER, I believe writing a book geared for teens comes with a certain responsibility. A responsibility to those teens reading because they identify with the characters and they may also be suffering. (And this is where this review gets spoiler-y. Proceed with caution.) As Finch spirals further into his depression, possible treatment plans are barely acknowledged, medication is thrown into a negative light, and little to no effort is made by any responsible adult in Finch's life. It's as if Finch's character is merely a tool in helping Violet discover how to live again and once his task his done he SPOILER commits suicide. But it's okay because it's poetic and beautiful? NO. I have a problem that not one character in this book receives any real treatment, that not one characters depicts what it's like to cope with depression. I really wanted to see someone a teen can look at and think that person made it, that person is okay despite their suffering. But no, I received the romantic death of a manic pixie dream boy. Please, no. 
 Despite my issues with the story, I still really enjoyed All the Bright Places.