Quotes About Turmoil

A turmoil of winds rushed around him, spiraling up in to the air: he was thinking.

drunk right now, Amfortas suspected, or high on amphetamine,

The sun's o'ercast with blood: fair day, adieu!Which is the side that I must go withal?I am with both: each army hath a hand;And in their rage, I having hold of both,They whirl asunder and dismember me.

All hell shall stir for this.

my brain had begun to endure its familiar siege: panic and dislocation, and a sense that my thought processes were being engulfed by a toxic and unnameable tide that obliterated any enjoyable response to the living world.

This was my way of life for 21 years: Highs so high I was a human F-16, and lows so low I didn't need a funeral because I'd already buried myself.

It was as if a tiny crack had opened somewhere in him and was growing, tearing him to pieces. If he had simply been angry, I might have found a way to calm him, but I had no idea how to put him back together once he came apart.

Jealousy seems to make me suffer in the most unexpected ways.

Turmoil and terror aren't compatible with sangfroid. When horror strikes, the heart is always its first target.

this feeling that the air was tearing itself apart.

It's a big black bloody world full of a million black and bloody hells, and when those hells collide it's time for us to sit up and take fucking notice.

all the king's doctors and all the king's pills couldn't make Frank's waking nightmares go away.

The body politic: the slow agonizing death of demarcation & the quick Caesarian section birth of chaos.

Word For The Day KERFUFFLE (kuhr FUF uhl) n. Disorder; uproar; confusion

Fury and devastation are fraternal twins.

She wants to propel herself into the dark and terrifying universe. Being that unanchored and that much in peril seems preferable to being here, grounded on the earth that wrecked her.

Distress leads to dimness.

All the pain on the outside can not undo what is felt on the inside.

Jealousy will drive you mad.

The jealous are possessed by a mad devil and a dull spirit at the same time.

Jealousy is such an ugly emotion.

Jealousy - the Auschwitz of emotions.

The jealous have but moments of Delight for years of Pain.

Jealousy is like a raging toothache. One cannot do anything when one is jealous, not even sit down. Once can only come and go. Back and forth.