Status Updates From A Stranger to Myself: The I...

Time was, war struck us as a necessity, as a divine commandment, a cosmic happening, purposing the completion and annihilation of the individual. But now we saw that war wasn’t made for gods and men, that only ignorance could start an avalanche that would engulf everything. No victory, no conquest justified a single death, a man starved, frozen, lacerated, a single orphaned child. All war wanted was itself.

The worst of times chat. Too descriptive

Had to take a bit of a break from this book. Every read is breathtaking and very profound - makes me think for days at a time