It doesn’t subtract

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I have a friend who’s an artist and has some­times taken a view which I don’t agree with very well. He’ll hold up a flower and say “look how beau­ti­ful it is,” and I’ll agree. Then he says “I as an artist can see how beau­ti­ful this is but you as a sci­en­tist take this all apart and it becomes a dull thing,” and I think that he’s kind of nutty. First of all, the beau­ty that he sees is avail­able to other peo­ple and to me too, I believe…

I can appre­ci­ate the beau­ty of a flower. At the same time, I see much more about the flower than he sees. I could imag­ine the cells in there, the com­pli­cat­ed actions inside, which also have a beau­ty. I mean it’s not just beau­ty at this dimen­sion, at one cen­time­ter; there’s also beau­ty at small­er dimen­sions, the inner struc­ture, also the process­es. The fact that the col­ors in the flower evolved in order to attract insects to pol­li­nate it is inter­est­ing; it means that insects can see the color. It adds a ques­tion: does this aes­thet­ic sense also exist in the lower forms? Why is it aes­thet­ic? All kinds of inter­est­ing ques­tions which the sci­ence knowl­edge only adds to the excite­ment, the mys­tery and the awe of a flower. It only adds. I don’t under­stand how it subtracts.

Richard Feynmann



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