Quotes About Turmoil

encontrava-se numa dessas crises em que a alma inteira mostra indistintamente o que encerra como o oceano que, nas tempestades, entreabre-se das algas das praia até a areia dos abismos.

As to Emma, she did not ask herself whether she loved. Love, she thought, must come suddenly, with great outbursts and lightnings—a hurricane of the skies, which falls upon life, revolutionises it, roots up the will like a leaf, and sweeps the whole heart into the abyss. She did not know that on the terrace of houses it makes lakes when the pipes are choked, and she would thus have remained in her security when she suddenly discovered a rent in the wall of it.

Do you not know that there are souls constantly tormented?

I feel torn to pieces by a rage of love.

for he was in one of those crises in which the whole soul shows indistinctly what it contains, like the ocean, which, in the storm, opens itself from the seaweeds on its shores down to the sands of its abysses.

Maar zij werd verteerd door verlangen, door woede en wrok.

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There was no fire in the fireplace, the clock was still ticking, and Emma felt vaguely amazed that all those things should be so calm when there was such turmoil inside her.

Se veía deshonrado, arruinado, perdido! Y su imaginación, asaltada por una multitud de hipótesis, se agitaba en medio de ellas como un tonel vacío arrastrado al mar y que flota sobre las olas.

se encontraba en una de esas crisis en que el alma entera muestra indistintamente lo que encierra, como el océano que en las tempestades se entreabre desde las algas de su orilla hasta la arena de sus abismos.

Les habitants, dans leurs chambres assombries, avaient l'affolement que donnent les cataclysmes, les grands bouleversements meurtriers de la terre, contre lesquels toute sagesse et toute force sont inutiles.

For the same thing happens whenever the established order of things is upset, when security no longer exists, when all those rights usually protected by the law of man or of Nature are at the mercy of unreasoning, savage force.

It is enough to say that he dwelt in a city of high walls where sterile twilight reigned, that he toiled all day among shadow and turmoil, coming home at evening to a room whose one window opened not to open fields and groves but on to a dim court where other windows stared in dull despair.

I don't like being left for long struggling with my dangerous self.

I'm interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that appears to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom.

I'm not so fascinated by these ingenue roles. I tend to gravitate towards women in plays or shows or films that are more chaotic or have something dire going on.

The town caught fire in several places, shells crashed and burst, and solid shot rained like hail.

The need to go astray, to be destroyed, is an extremely private, distant, passionate, turbulent truth.

Stevie clearly didn't have control over her issues. She panicked easy. She cried easy. She exploded into rage real easy. And when she did all three at the same time . . .

Here's a pretty state of things!Here's a pretty how-de-do!

All is amiss. Love is dying, faith's defying, heart's denying.

If love be good, from whence cometh my woe?

How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!

I love rock ballads, and I'm kind of in emotional turmoil, being ill and high, so I start to sing to the song, I turn it up and start to sing.