To be a noble benign being is to be enduring a make of openness to the far-out, an cleverness to group unsure things beyond your own pilot, that can govern you to be shattered in very outermost circumstances for which you were not to blame. That says something uncommonly important thither the prerequisite of the principled autobiography: that it is based on a conviction in the uncertain and on a willingness to be exposed; it's based on being more like a plant than like a jewel, something somewhat feeble, but whose very particular beauty is inseparable from that fragility.