The shapes of life

The shapes of life

The A, B, and Z DNA in cross-section, modeled on computer (Public Domain)

Originally published 21 October 1985

In his auto­bi­o­graph­i­cal book The Dou­ble Helix, James Wat­son, the co-dis­cov­er­er of the struc­ture of DNA, tells how he came to think of the helix as the fun­da­men­tal struc­ture for that molecule. 

The idea (of the helix) was so sim­ple,” he says, “that it had to be right.” I thought of Wat­son’s words today as I looked through the Octo­ber [1985] issue of Sci­en­tif­ic Amer­i­can. The issue is devot­ed to the mol­e­cules of life, and it is illus­trat­ed with stun­ning com­put­er-gen­er­at­ed images of DNA, ATP, pro­teins, hor­mones, and the oth­er mol­e­cules that make us go.

The mol­e­cules of life are com­plex — they are made up of thou­sands, bil­lions of atoms — and yet they are so sim­ple and so beau­ti­ful that we look at them and we know that they are right.

Mol­e­c­u­lar biol­o­gists often build mod­els of the mol­e­cules of life with sticks and plas­tic spheres. But the com­put­er images are more strik­ing than any mechan­i­cal mod­el I have seen. On the com­put­er’s screen the mol­e­cules can be turned, twist­ed, mat­ed, and mod­i­fied. One can lit­er­al­ly watch as, for exam­ple, an anti­gen binds itself to an anti­body, a cen­tral event in the body’s recog­ni­tion of a for­eign organ­ism. And the com­put­er can rep­re­sent many more atoms than can be rea­son­ably incor­po­rat­ed into a mod­el made of balls and sticks. 

Complexity and simplicty

If I focus on the “atom­ic” dots of these com­put­er images, I am bewil­dered by the aston­ish­ing com­plex­i­ty of detail, and I won­der that life exists at all. But when I focus on the over­all pat­terns — the geo­met­ri­cal forms and sym­me­tries of the mol­e­cules — I am daz­zled by an almost inevitable sim­plic­i­ty. Every mol­e­cule seems mirac­u­lous­ly con­trived for its task. The mol­e­cules of the com­put­er images glow lumi­nous­ly against black back­grounds, with each atom­ic ele­ment shim­mer­ing in its own color. 

As I stud­ied the images, I had the feel­ing that I had seen them before. And then I knew what it was that I was remem­ber­ing — the gor­geous stained glass win­dows and soar­ing archi­tec­tur­al mem­bers of the Goth­ic cathe­drals. An image of the B DNA dou­ble helix in cross-sec­tion bore an aston­ish­ing like­ness to the mag­nif­i­cent rose win­dow at Chartres. And in the webbed vault­ing of the clathrin pro­tein and the fly­ing but­tress­es of the sug­ar-phos­phate side chains of the DNA I had that same sense of déjà vu.

No medieval archi­tect could have raised more fit­ting struc­tures. The medieval builders want­ed to reflect in the vis­i­ble struc­tures of the Goth­ic cathe­dral the invis­i­ble real­i­ties of the world of spir­it. The cathe­dral was con­ceived as an earth­ly image of the king­dom of God. 

Hidden harmonies of nature

Some­thing sim­i­lar is afoot in these com­put­er images of the mol­e­cules of life. Here, too, there is an attempt to rep­re­sent an unseen real­i­ty with vis­i­ble images. And here, too, there is an almost mys­ti­cal vision of a hid­den har­mo­ny that has been estab­lished through­out the cosmos.

When we enter a Goth­ic cathe­dral we have the sense that every vis­i­ble mem­ber of the struc­ture has a job to do. The Goth­ic archi­tects achieved a uni­ty of func­tion and form that has sel­dom been surpassed. 

The mol­e­cules of life express that same uni­ty. One of the Sci­en­tif­ic Amer­i­can images shows the Cro repres­sor mol­e­cule affix­ing itself to the DNA helix of a bac­te­r­i­al virus; the Cro repres­sor acts to pre­vent the expres­sion of a gene, and there­by exerts a tiny but sig­nif­i­cant twist to the thread of life. 

On the screen of the com­put­er the two mol­e­cules come togeth­er and mate like lock and key. No atom appears to be in excess. Noth­ing is want­i­ng. It is said that medieval the­olo­gians debat­ed about how many angels could dance on the head of a pin. The glis­sades and pirou­ettes of the anti­gen and the Cro repres­sor, and the whirling taran­tel­la of the DNA dou­ble helix as it unwinds to copy the genet­ic code, are move­ments as del­i­cate and love­ly as the dance of any angel. The com­put­er makes vis­i­ble this hid­den chore­og­ra­phy. And the num­ber of these mol­e­cules that could fit on the head of a pin is astronomical.

Abbot Sug­er of Saint-Denis, one of the first great Goth­ic builders, hoped that his cathe­dral would reveal the divine har­mo­ny that rec­on­ciles all dis­cord and would inspire in those who beheld it a desire to estab­lish the same har­mo­ny with­in the moral order. It occurred to me that the images of the mol­e­cules of life achieve the same effects. They inspire a rev­er­ence for the invis­i­ble har­mo­ny — of form and func­tion, of com­plex­i­ty and sim­plic­i­ty — that is the mir­a­cle of life. 

And they instill the hope that we are wise enough to treat all life as precious.

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