I want to affirm that thinking and living, knowing and doing, theory and practice intersect.

Theology should be a discourse that helps the sociopolitical approach to justice to maintain its human face and not to become impersonal.

Cosmopolitan theology is a theology for _the impossible_.

Cosmopolitanism emphasizes and is grounded in a _singular relationality between and among people

Cosmopolitanism is a radical affirmation of the idea of neighbor/enemy-love-as-self love...Cosmopolitanism is about a cosmic scope of justice and hospitality––another name for _love_.

I believe theology should be about one's way of life, a kind of gaze into onesself and others, and a mode of one's profound existence in the world.

Cosmopolitan discourse...provides one with a _public gaze_ with which one can relate oneself to others in a different way.

The question is not, therefore, _whether_ a theory is grand or small, or whether it is universal/global or particular/local, but _what function_ a theory plays and _whose interest_ it serves.

Theological discourse can be, in and of itself, a form of identity and solidarity.

How can one maintain a theological confidence in what one claims to be _true_ while acknowledging the existence of multiple religions that also claim to be _true_?

Cosmopolitanism starts from the _singular_ individual rather than the _faceless_ collective

In lovesickness we had found a common language.

As Shakespeare says, if you're going to do a thing you might as well pop right at it and get it over.

I see philosophy as a fairly abstract activity, as concerned mainly with the analysis of criticism and concepts, and of course most usefully of scientific concepts.

A man can wear pink if he has confidence, if he believes in himself and knows he's man enough to do it.

Slight not what's near through aiming at what's far.

It is often the case, as all the saints know, that fellowship with the Father and the Son is most vivid and sweet, and Christian joy is greatest, when the cross is heaviest.

I was just studying with my father, a very difficult task for me since he was a great, great Qawwali singer.

Civilisation never dies, it may change, but it is eternal. Where the paddy field is born on the dry river bed of Titash, there begins another civilisation.

For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings.

I charge thee, hence, and do not haunt me thus.