Quote by Virginia Woolf

My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery - always buzzing, humming, soaring, roaring, diving. And then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?

My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery -

Summary

In this quote, the author reflects on the intricate workings of their mind and describes it as a mysterious and unpredictable mechanism. They use vivid imagery like buzzing, humming, soaring, roaring, and diving to express the constant activity and fluctuations within their thoughts. The phrase "buried in mud" symbolizes moments of confusion or being overwhelmed. Ultimately, the quote raises the question of the underlying motivation or purpose behind this ceaseless mental activity, expressing a sense of curiosity and pondering the reasons for such inherent passion within the human mind.

By Virginia Woolf

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