Quotes About Turbulence

Revolutions are like earthquakes: they are always being predicted, and sometimes they come.

In an unforgiving world, chaos rules.

Life was a storm to wander through.

I was feeling as though my eyeballs had been scooped out, roughly polished with a sanding wheel, and then shoved back more or less into their right places. My head was full of gray cheese instead of brains.

How do you do that? (Abbie) What, sweetheart? (Hunter) Make me crazy to beat you one minute and crazy to love you the next. (Abbie)

I can survive either love or insanity. But not both. And you bring me both.

Oh, well...up until now it had been a good day, in a horrible kind of way.

Mr. Tulip lived his life on that thin line most people occupy just before they haul off and hit someone repeatedly with a wrench.

OH. DRAMA. Oh, hell.

It was the blood: there was a turbulence in her that could not be tempered by all the good breeding of the man who had sired her

My world is just one big chaos!

we were sucked into the sea of gyrating bodies like socks into a washing machine's agitator. Seconds later, bruised and sweaty and alone, I was spit out at the other end.

In short, the war got off to a pretty good start, with the help of chaos.

the world is becoming more turbulent faster than most companies are becoming more adaptable.

And each ripple builds and builds into the tidal wave of anarchy to which we are now doomed.

Would to God these blessed calms would last. But the mingled, mingling threads of life are woven by warp and woof: calms crossed by storms, a storm for every calm.

The Forty-barrel-bull schools are larger than the harem schools. Like a mob of young collegians, they are full of fight, fun, and wickedness, tumbling round the world at such a reckless, rollicking rate, that no prudent underwriter would insure them any more than he would a riotous lad at Yale or Harvard. They soon relinquish this turbulence though, and when about three-fourths grown, break up, and separately go about in quest of settlements, that is, harems.

Dough-boy's whole life was one continual lip-quiver.

the winds of war have been blowing us all around the world.

Just before the Clear Air Turbulence went back into warp and its crew sat down at the table, the ship expelled the limp corpse of Zallin. Where it had found a live man in a suit, it left a dead youth in shorts and a tattered shirt, tumbling and freezing while a thin shell of air molecules expanded around the body, like an image of departing life.

You're a kite dancing in a hurricane, Mr. Bond.

What is going on in your head?" "It's a dark, lawless place, Catalina. So dark.

Well, the years from 10 to 20, when your body, mind and everything is like changing every five minutes, can be pretty torturing. And most of the interesting characters, I think, are somewhat tortured or torturous. I'm 20 now, so I'm only just an adult.

Well, here's the thing with relationships on 'True Blood': Once they happen then you have to throw a monkey-wrench into them, because to have people be happy is not that exciting.