we do what we must, lucien.
sometimes we can choose the path we follow. sometimes our choices are made for us.
and sometimes we have no choice at all.

delerium: he's not mine... is he? his madness... his madness keeps him sane.
dream: and do you think he is the only, my sister?

i am content to be what i am. what more than that could any man desire? - the emperor of the united states of america

oubliettes peccadilloes

olethros

delerium: i'm finding it harder to hold on.
dream: hold on to what?
delerium: everything. it all keeps moving and it won't stop and i just want it to stop and then i won't stop and then i think what if it gets worse?