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_?

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.

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

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

Cosmopolitanism starts from the _singular_ individual rather than the _faceless_ collective

A weakened mind always sees everything through a black veil. The soul makes its own horizons; your soul is dark, which is why you see such a cloudy sky.

I ain't never found no place for me to fit. Seem like all I do is start over. It ain't nothing to find no starting place in the world. You just start from where you find yourself.

I realized why I need to start a new company. Not for the money. Not because I'm 'bored'. But because a company is a laboratory to try your ideas.

The theist is persuaded that while nothing that contradicts science is likely to be true, still nothing that stops with science can be the whole truth.

I might be ugly, but my cars are real pretty.

Even though I wanted to be John Malkovich or Sean Penn when I was a kid, mostly I was a music nerd.

It's in my blood. My great-grandfather made wine and it's a tradition I want to pass on to my son.

The notion of illegal plants and animals is obnoxious and ridiculous.

Tell me how many songs that I must sing before I can see you in your glory, hear your whole entire story, bathe inside your golden, golden sea?

The way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have know a better day.