At least he has his own devices, he can give himself that. Thinking to himself, who can fault them, for not seeing a thing that takes years of discipline and solemn inquiry to see? There is that certain kind of beauty that blooms in solitude, a rare flower that only grows under the most unexpected of circumstances. Wouldn't it be silly, to think that every seed would be exposed to the same photohydrological and chemical conditions? No, he would not assume that every sporophyte would remain the same. There is far too much left to be understood.
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