The best present that we can offer others is the gift of our honesty, and not just one time a year but all times during all years. It is, of course, the gift which people often pass on without actually opening, without considering what lies within it.

Regardless, that honesty, cold, clinical, cruel in its precision, the kind of emotional starkness that casts all before it either in blinding light or darkest shadow – that is a gift that you must give, and give without hesitation, without consideration, without trepidation.

You must make of that blinding radiance a gift, and kindle it in all others.

Without the ability to be honest with others, how can we be honest with ourselves? Without the ability to be honest with ourselves, how can we be honest with others?