" Honestly, this book approaches atrocious. The narrator, Fredrick Forsyth Winterbourne, appears as torn, hesitant, and overly formal. As anyone can predict, he takes up a strong liking for Daisy Miller, a free-thinking life loving American who is the manifestation of innocence. She becomes best friends with an Italian, Giovanelli, with whom everyone assumes she is engaged to. She ends up dying because she hung out with him too much. But this book is not about romance or one man's fancies, but about the comparison of proper English and typical American dialogues. The dialect consistently switches European languages, making reading difficult. The author also on a consistent basis lapses into descriptions of Daisy which, if anything, detract from the intentions of Henry James. Also, the characters switch languages in the middle of sentences. Almost all of them have an arrogant and selfish attitude towards everything, except Daisy Miller, which was James' point. All in all, the book depicts everyone in very shallow descriptions, with no character development, everyone is insulting and insolent, and the book ends with Daisy dying and noone overly emotional, like death is a daily occurance. "
— Glenn, 1/14/2014