The choice to be an honest person is filled with terrible and wonderful consequences. (I do not believe that honesty is a policy, but a way of life - either you are or you are not.)
When you live honesty [sic], you become less capable of perceiving deceit in others. (We see in others what we believe of ourselves.)
This inability lays us open to all kinds of shocking disappointments as evidence of our naiveté crashes in.
On the other hand, there is a terrific peace, for there is no need to 'keep your story straight'.
When people try to put you on the spot for something you have said or done, you have no need to fear being caught in some lie that you have half forgotten.
At this point, there is no way to go back and badger the person I was to find out how that first paragraph made any sense. If you are either honest or not, then how is it a choice to be an honest person?