
There are raids, regulators, phone taps, always searching for the same thing: sympathizers, Invalids, love. No love, parents without emotions, no love for their children, some even killing them. They choose, jobs, partners, whole lives, and you get no say.

Everything is set for you as well – the government decides everything. It's something that has to be cured, eradicated: it's forbidden. The whole world is extraordinary: Love is a disease: amor delirium nervosa. And, more importantly, they all felt real, like they were my own. All I can say is that all the emotions Lena felt, I felt. I'm not sure how to explain everything Delirium made me feel.


Someone said that they mourned this book once they'd finished, and I finally It's left me with an ache, a longing, a need for the next in the series. As I read, I found my eyes were prickling with tears, even as I felt like smiling at some little thing in the plot.
