I don't think I've been this annoyed by a main character since "The Catcher in the Rye." Werther is probably one of the most irritating, whiney bitches in the history of literature. I never once felt an ounce of pity for this obsessive, creepy guy, and I can understand completely why the girl pushes him away. A very unattractive personality, and I don't know what the hell was going on at the time to make readers swoon for his "sorrows." I kept waiting for him to finally shoot himself, and when he did my feeling was, "thank god." That said, it is superbly written, and it does belong in any list of classic books. I just hate the character.