Early on, I loved books like Lucretius’s ‘On the Nature of the Universe,’ medieval bestiaries, and histories which suggested that ideas and information could be beautiful stuff that could provoke the imagination…. I can’t remember now who wrote those fervent manifestos that claimed theory and criticism as literature, endowed with the same possibilities as fiction and poetry, but they egged on my own sense that nonfictional prose could have the same pleasures of form and phrasing as poetry and fiction and that my subjects need not be segregated.
Rebecca Solnit, intro to As Eve Said to the Serpent (via annagrams)
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