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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, Jane Eyre

“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

“And if I sometimes hear nothing for hours on end it is for reasons of which I know nothing, or because about me all goes really silent, from time to time, whereas for the righteous the tumult of the world never stops.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy

“They did not care that the kothi was on the banks of a river that swirled lazily at a slight distance, away from their bedroom windows, the rushing of the water when it was in spate creating white noise for the tumult that the lives within the homes struggled to cope with.”
― Kiran Manral, Missing, Presumed Dead

“Mei is watching her face the way she watches flight attendants during turbulence: if they keep pouring the coffee, she knows things are fine--some kinds of tumult frighten only the unaccustomed or the untrained.”
― Karen Thompson Walker, The Dreamers

“It was strange though, that after that whole build-up, after the last bastion of "mustn't get in his vehicles", of being warned, not just by myself but by longest friend from primary school, "that whatever you do, no matter what, friend, do not get in his vehicles", once I did step over that threshold, I would have imagined - two months earlier certainly I would have imagined - that doing so would have produced much more tumult and emotion than this. There was no tumult. No emotion. Here was this thing that happened for always I knew it was going to happen, for it had been telling me for ages that it was coming and that it was going to happen. And now it was beginning.”
― Anna Burns, Milkman