It seems cold even to be rating a book like this. But here we go. Anne was a very good writer. I hadn’t realized until an online discussion on this book that the Diary
is actually a revised version of her diary—she intended to submit it for some kind of publication after the war. But in any case, she had some real talent. Obviously the significance of the book speaks for itself. But what I was surprised by was how thought-provoking it was beyond the issue of the Holocaust. There’s a lot here about what it means to come of age—as a girl, specifically, though I found a lot to identify with as well. I would of course recommend the book; I think most people would find it a worthwhile read.