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“How all my brain was in tumult, and all my heart in insurrection! Yet in what darkness, what dense ignorance, was the mental battle fought!”
Charlotte Brontë“My soul is utterly frantic for that single place of perfect refuge from which I can clearly see the winds rip and hear the tempest tear, yet despite the ferocity of the tumult I rest in such a sublime peace it is as if neither existed at all. And if I have not yet found such a place, it is because I have not yet found God.”
Craig D. Lounsbrough, An Intimate Collision: Encounters with Life and Jesus“Let the tumult inside you, bring you peace and solitude.”
Bhumika Singh“The truth is we've not really developed a fiction that can accommodate the full tumult the zaniness and crazed quality of modern experience.”
Saul Bellow“All defensiveness and emotional tumult is a fear response because of your need for acceptance and ruthless control of the territory of your safe fantasy world.”
Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life“...in the midst of the tumult, part ecstasy and part panic, into which all first-time mothers are thrown by sleep deprivation and headlong identity realignment.”
Anne Fadiman, Ex Libris: Confessions of a Common Reader“My mind, brightened by the lights and the cheerful tumult, suddenly grasped the fact that all achievement was a placing of emphasis-- a moulding of the confusion of life into form.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Bowl“The early months of marriage often are times of critical tumult, - whether that of a shrimp pool or of deeper water, - which afterwards subside into cheerful peace.”
George Elliott“When Pilate saw that he could prevail nothing but that rather a tumult was made he took water and washed his hands before the multitude saying "I am innocent of the blood of this just person: See to it." Then answered all the people and said "His blood be on us and on our children."”
Bible“My mother’s eyes were incomprehensible; they were dark stages where dimly seen mob scenes were staged and all one ever sensed was tumult and drama, and no matter how long one waited, the lights never went up and the scene never was explained.”
Harold Brodkey, First Love and Other Sorrows: Stories