My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery - always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? Whats this passion for? - Virginia Woolf Quotes

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

Source:Letters to Ethel Smyth (December 28, 1932)
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