Dreams of innocence are just that; they usually depend on a denial of reality that can be its own form of hubris.

In the same way that the picturesque designers were always careful to include some reminder of our mortality in their gardens -- a ruin, sometimes even a dead tree -- the act of leaving parts of the garden untended, and calling attention to its margins, seems to undermine any pretense to perfect power or wisdom on the part of the gardener. The margins of our gardens can be tropes too, but figures of irony rather than transcendence -- antidotes, in fact, to our hubris. It may be in the margins of our gardens that we can discover fresh ways to bring our aesthetics and our ethics about the land into some meaningful alignment.

[He says the ordeal led to] denial, repression, accommodation and disassociation ... subconsciously repressed.

I had a lot of hubris going into politics, but I didn't think I was Pierre Trudeau.

A lot people are in denial about it. They look at it as a real negative. It's a coping mechanism and not a positive one.

People of the Philippines: I have returned. By the grace of Almighty God our forces stand again on Philippine soil—soil consecrated in the blood of our two peoples. We have come dedicated and committed to the task of destroying every vestige of enemy control over your daily lives, and of restoring upon a foundation of indestructible strength, the liberties of your people.