Freedom for the wolves has often meant death to the sheep.
Isaiah BerlinRead
Science cannot destroy the consciousness of freedom, without which there is no morality and no art, but it can refute it.
Interpretation
The essence of freedom is fundamental to morality and art, which science cannot eliminate, though it can challenge it.
Isaiah Berlin's quote emphasizes the importance of consciousness and freedom in moral and artistic expression. While science can provide evidence and refute certain ideas, it cannot diminish the intrinsic value of freedom, which is crucial for both morality and art; these elements are rooted in the human experience that lies beyond purely scientific explanation.
In practice
Using this quote in a discussion about the role of freedom in creative expression during an art lecture.
Freedom for the wolves has often meant death to the sheep.
Injustice, poverty, slavery, ignorance - these may be cured by reform or revolution. But men do not live only by fighting evils. They live by positive goals, individual and collective, a vast variety of them, seldom predictable, at times incompatible.
All central beliefs on human matters spring from a personal predicament.
The underlying assumption that human nature is basically the same at all times, everywhere, and obeys eternal laws beyond human control, is a conception that only a handful of bold thinkers have dared to question.
The case against the notion of historical objectivity is like the case against international law, or international morality; that it does not exist.
Utopias have their value -- nothing so wonderfully expands the imaginative horizons of human potentialities -- but as guides to conduct they can prove literally fatal.
Only our concept of time makes it possible for us to speak of the Day of Judgment by that name in reality it is a summary court in perpetual session.
We don't have the time to completely be ourselves. We only have the room to be happy.
The true mystic is always both humble and compassionate, for she knows that she does not know.
That is the strangeness of language: it crosses the boundaries of the body, is at once inside and outside, and it sometimes happens that we don't notice the threshold has been crossed.
All miracles are promised to faith, and what is faith except the audacity of will which does not hesitate in the darkness, but advances towards the light in spite of all ordeals, and surmounting all obstacles?
We live in all we seek. The hidden shows up in too-plain sight. It lives captive on the face of the obvious - the people, events, and things of the day - to which we as sophisticated children have long since become oblivious. What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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