If you want a book about the absurdity of war, Catch 22 is the blueprint. Here’s something from the Major Major Major Major chapter that took my breath away for its descriptive power:
“Back in the ward, he found his wife lying vanquished beneath the blankets like a desiccated old vegetable, wrinkled, dry and white, her enfeebled tissues absolutely still. Her bed was at the very end of the ward, near a cracked window thickened with grime. Rain splashed from a moiling sky and the day was dreary and cold. In other parts of the hospital chalky people with aged, blue lips were dying on time. The man stood erect beside the bed and gazed down at the woman a long time.”
Joe Sullivan 
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