Quotes About Turmoil

Are you all right?" he asked gently. "No. I'm never going to be all right again," she said, meaning it. "Jesse, I was looking for normal. I don't think that's what this is. This is obsession, addiction, something crazy. We could kill each other." He rubbed his mouth over her neck. "There's so much more. I could spend days, weeks, showing you more." "I wouldn't survive more," she said

I think as I look at the foamy white clouds How wonderful it would be to live among them And to have their protecting films as shelter To float along through eternity, Never to have the stress and turmoil of the earth disrupt my life. Always to be detached from the earth's pulling forces Just to be alone with the elements. The elements--the one thing human minds can't control Always moving as they like.

Where would you like to live? In a state of conflict or a conflicted state.

Hell and confusion light upon their heads.

Turmoil accompanies every great change.

Everything has changed for the worse." - Cery

Unless we can get them thinking, and give them real ideas instead of just politics and principles, these young men will keep our world in turmoil for the next half century.

Your heart is raw and bleeding. Everything is strange and terrible.

Si tout autour de moi, est monotone et décoloré, n'y a-t-il pas en moi une tempête, une lutte, une tragédie?

What are the convulsions of a city compared to the emeutes of the soul? Man is a depth still more profound than the people.

An undercurrent of war was rumbling within her.

Qué son las convulsiones de una ciudad al lado de los motines del alma? El hombre es más profundo que el pueblo.

CHAPTER IX—NEW TROUBLES

Non poteva sapere a qual segno ribolla e tempesti questo mare delle passioni umane quando gli si nega ogni sbocco; come cresca, come si gonfi, come trabocchi, come scavi il cuore, come scoppi in singhiozzi interiori e in sorde convulsioni, finchè non abbia sfondato le sue dighe e rotto il suo letto.

She couldn't stand how dark and ugly her thoughts were, how bottomless her anger and grief.

Don't talk to me, don't approach me, don't ask your ordinary, everyday questions when my world has exploded.

What has happened to us? She asked. To this country? The world has gone mad, Jacob murmured.

This election is tearing the country apart as it is.

Morning Star log, Nov. 24. Ain't got nothing good to say. Seas still high. Black clouds out there and black clouds in my mind. To hell with this. To hell with everything.

Like a revolving door to hell.

But I confess that "my mind to me a kingdom is"--not! Rather it is a fantastical republic, daily troubled by more revolutions than ever occurred in South America ...

The world had been stirred by a hot poker, and sparks of crazy were flying.

Karou'ya yak?n olmak, dünyan?n ucunda dengede durmaya çal??mak gibiydi. Sanki yer ayaklar?n?n alt?ndan kayarken, ad?mlar?n? sa?lam tutma çabas?na benziyordu. O çaresiz sarmal darbeyi durdurmak mümkün de?ildi, üstelik Akiva bu tatl? ve davetkar darbelerin bitmesini asla istemiyordu.

No one was sleeping. The world had been stirred by a hot poker, and sparks of crazy were flying.