Delirium – Lauren Oliver

Author: Lauren Oliver
Rating: 4.5austin1/5 Stars


THEY SAY that the cure for Love will make me happy and safe forever. And I’ve always believed them. Until now.

Now everything has changed. Now, I’d rather be infected with love for the tiniest sliver of a second than live a hundred years smothered by a lie.


If you’re an avid reader, you might sometimes get this feeling when you’ve read consumed a book and you’re left feeling like there’s a piece of you missing. You were so absorbed into this world between the lines that you forget for a while who you are, where you’re at, and anything else.

This wasn’t that, at least, not the entire time.

At first I was skeptical. Love, a disease? How do these characters function without a driving force, some sort of passage? Lena wants to be cured. She’s afraid of love, or as they call it, amor nervosa deliria.

In Lena’s world, love is a disease that must be cured. In fact, it can be. At the ripe age of eighteen, it becomes mandatory for those to cure themselves of this horrific disease. Not even parents love their children, in this world where the government tells you who to marry, what you will do with your life, and how many kids you should have. No one loves anyone. Adults over eighteen are usually terrified and disgusted by adolescents, as if being around them can infect them, even though they were cured.

Lena’s mother had been “cured” thrice, and she was so consumed by her love for Lena’s father, that it didn’t work. And in this dystopian world, what do they do with those that cannot be cured? The same thing we do to things we cannot fix, we discard it.

Only weeks away from her cure date, Lena’s world is turned upside down when she meets Alex, who is supposedly, for all intents and purposes, cured. Or is he….?


There were times when the book lagged, but hey, it might just be me. I’m on Christmas break and it’s hard for me to sit anywhere and get comfortable enough to read without falling asleep.

I really liked Lena’s voice, especially near the end. It had the whole feel of a girl who suddenly realized she had something to fight for. That she’d rather die her way than live someone else’s. Because her ability to love made her fearless and strong and gave her something to live for. To fight for. I loved that, having so much passion for one thing that you’re willing to do anything for it. For a second, I could see why she looked mad and deranged to others. I get it. In a world where love is a disease, love is a disease. The world lives in fear of it’s humanity. And Lena has found hers. And they’re terrified,because love is unpredictable. It’ll make you do crazy things you never thought yourself capable of.

I don’t want to spoil the whole thing, but I definitely recommend it. Near the end I was flipping through pages at the speed of lightning, wanting to know what happened next. And, of course, like all authors who love to torture us, it ends in a cliffhanger that completely and utterly breaks my heart. I immediately combed the next few pages hoping that wasn’t the end, but alas. I’ll have to go pick up the sequels ASAP. But anyway, right after I finished tearing through the back of the novel in hopes it was just a chapter ender and not a huge cliffy, I bolt out of bed to come here and tell you about this book while it’s still fresh in my mind. That’s how much I liked/hated the ending.

The book was well-written. I found myself going back and reading passages two, three times just to let it sink it. Lauren Oliver is a poet, weaving her words with such fluency, words become a beautiful canvas, a painting that invokes a stirring within the recesses of your cold dead heart.

So, yes. Set forth, buy the book and read it. Actually, be on the safe side and buy all of them from the series, because you’re not going to be able to sleep once you read that hellfire of a cliffhanger. Damn your cliffys, Oliver.

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