Quotes About Turmoil

The fact is, the Middle East has been going crazy for 50, 60, 70 years. So it's not like, 'Oh, I need an ISIS joke.'

We're a mess in Minnesota.

Eustacia, I don't know where to look: my thoughts go through me like swords.

One minute you're gettin a nice blow job, the next it's like fuckin Vietnam, assault teams everyplace you look, scuba units climbin out of the Jacuzzi, chicks runnin around screaming. . . .

She is prey to interior winds he never felt.

Having high levels of conflict with those close to you

I wouldn't get too close. Yu is in quite a lather!

habían sido objeto de revueltas políticas, violentas disputas con sus vecinos y finalmente de invasión por una de las nuevas superpotencias mundiales. En medio de todo esto, odiar a un adversario se convirtió en algo completamente natural.

A discordant mind, black with confusion and despair, would finish me off as thoroughly as the cold.

Neurosis is an inner cleavage—the state of being at war with oneself.

turning in my guts like a torsion.

But, no matter what I did, how many times hot water was added, how many minutes I stood before the fire to dry, I could not get warm. For my father's words and my own fears were like two cold fists clenched around my heart. The catastrophes had returned, and this time they came from within, not from without. Bad as what we had already endured had been, I knew that the worst was yet to come.

chaos doesn't come close to describing things.

I have fallen into an abyss. I live in a world so curious, so strange. Of the dream that was my life, this is my nightmare.

I've been feeling something else. Like I'm about to be sucked into something powerful and painful. Vortexy.

madness. As

Can you tell I was a depressed, neurotic mess?

FUBAR, meaning "fucked up beyond all recognition.

And it didn't help to brood over it herself: the brooding tended to devolve into corrosive anger,

What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? A man must travel, and turmoil, or there is no existence.

Why me?" he said finally. "Are you on some sort of mission to fuck up my life?" "I try my best to avoid you." "You're doing a hell of a job." "I honestly don't mean to cause problems." "You don't cause problems. An unpiloted vampire causes problems. You cause catastrophes.

When I first saw you, it was like being thrown from a shuttle before it touched the ground. I fell and when I landed, I felt it in every cell of my body. You disturbed me. You took away my inner peace…

She raised her eyebrows. "Am I sick enough to require your immediate presence?" "You are." "And am I refusing all visitors except my precious nephew because he is the only one I will allow to view me in my sorry state?" Matias nodded. "Exactly." "The shit has hit the fan, I take it?

You're a fucking mess," Curran's voice said.