Clinked Quotes & Sayings

In a world where the name of God is sometimes associated with vengeance and even a duty of hatred and violence, this message is both timely and significant. — Pope John Paul II

Susie and Pippa clinked their glasses together. I followed suit, but my heart wasn't in it anymore. It had already left the building. — Milly Silver

The group's laughter echoed off the stained, plaster ceiling. I raised my beer, but before I clinked the bottles together, I challenged him. "You think you're a man I won't forget?"
"Ah'm nae any man ye've met before."
"Praise be," I smirked, "the others haven't been worth spit."
Then the whiskey came, and I was taken by the tawny light, forgetting to worry about my 'crazy'. Until Angus' efforts at gilding my heart, called my 'alter' to the fore. — Cheryl R Cowtan

I love my life as a missionary, keeping myself on the front lines. The image in my mind is that God, my general, stands at the door when I go out every morning; and, knowing what the war is like, day after day he gives me his most powerful weapon: his Spirit. For this I am grateful. — Clayton Christensen

The greatest luxury is being free. — Manolo Blahnik

I clinked my bottle against his. "To being the only girl a
guy with no standards doesn't want to sleep with." I said,
taking a swig.
"Are you serious?" he asked, pulling the bottle from my
mouth. When I didn't recant, he leaned toward me. "First of
all ... I have standards. I've never been with an ugly woman.
Ever. Second of all, I wanted to sleep with you. I thought
about throwing you over my couch fifty different ways, but I
haven't because I don't see you that way anymore. It's not
that I'm not attracted to you, I just think you're better than
that."
I couldn't hold back the smug smile that crept across my
face. "You think I'm too good for you."
He sneered at my second insult. "I can't think of a single
guy I know that's good enough for you. — Jamie McGuire

No problem, dear," Phil said with a smile. It was a nice smile. A few years ago, it might have been returned, but nope, not today. Phil kept his eyes on her for maybe a second too long, though Wendy didn't think the girl noticed. Once the waitress was out of sight, Phil lifted his bottle toward Wendy. She picked up hers and clinked bottles and decided to stop this dance. "Phil, — Harlan Coben

The scent of Havana tobacco draped thick from the magnolia trees in the front yard. Ice cubes mingled and clinked against the sides of crystal tumblers. Patrick said hello to a group of men sitting on the veranda. I heard the pop of a champagne cork and laughter from inside. — Ruta Sepetys

Some people are so positive, that when they slip in dog poop, they pirouette — Josh Stern

Will you dance with me?" The charms on Sahara's bracelet clinked against one another as she lifted her arms to link them around his neck, her love for him proud and open.
Deep inside, even the part of him that was the void, merciless and dark and broken, knew happiness, knew joy. — Nalini Singh

Never dismiss anyone's value until you know him. — Susan Cooper

Pleasure is the flower that passes; remembrance, the lasting perfume. — Stanislas De Boufflers

Most people who are trying to write kind of sit in their basements and pull it out of their imaginations. — John Sandford

The sad part was that everything I said was true but I was going about the healing in entirely the wrong way. As I was to be taught later, you can't heal the sick by force-feeding them with ideas they're not ready to accept; you can't cure people by the simple imposition of your will. It's the power of the Holy Spirit that heals, not the power of a would-be wonder-worker trying to play God. — Susan Howatch

Art is technique: a means by which to materialize the invisible realm of the mind. — Hiroshi Sugimoto

This intermittent desire to desire unselfishness was, of course, in itself entirely selfish. — Adam O'Fallon Price

To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. "To the stars who listen - and the dreams that are answered. — Sarah J. Maas

Eli drew his fingers through a ring of water on the table. "I don't want to be forgotten." He said it so softly he worried Victor wouldn't hear, not over the chatter of the bar, but he clamped his hand down on Eli's shoulder. For a moment he looked so serious, but then he let go and slumped back in his seat. "Tell you what," said Victor. "You remember me, and I'll remember you, and that way we won't be forgotten." "That's shit logic, Vic." "It's perfect." "And what happens when we're dead?" "We won't die, then." "You make cheating death sound so simple." "We do seem awfully good at it," said Victor cheerfully. He lifted his glass. "To never dying." Eli lifted his. "To being remembered." Their glasses clinked as Eli added, "Forever. — Victoria Schwab

She didn't remember what airplanes had looked like in flight but she did remember being inside one. The memory was sharper than most of her other memories from the time before, which she thought must mean that this had been very close to the end. She would have been seven or eight years old, and she'd gone to New York City with her mother, though she didn't remember why. She remembered flying back to Toronto at night, her mother drinking a glass of something with ice cubes that clinked and caught the light. She remembered the drink but not her mother's face. She'd pressed her forehead to the window and saw clusters and pinpoints of light in the darkness, scattered constellations linked by roads or alone. The beauty of it, the loneliness, the thought of all those people living out their lives, each porch light marking another house, another family. — Emily St. John Mandel

You both are attracted to me," she said boldly. "I'm attracted to the both of you. Now I thought I could run away from you both but that failed. Then I thought I'd just be a friend, but now that I've seen and touched you both, it wouldn't be enough. So I've decided to make you my lovers. This could end horribly, horribly wrong, but until then I'm going to have the best goddamn sex of my life. Don't hold back, and cheers." She clinked her glass against ours.
God have mercy. — Amelia LeFay

Not a spoon clinked against a mug, not a creamer was popped, peeled and opened, not a breath. It was as though something else had joined them then. As though silence had taken a seat. — Louise Penny

And though in the clockless, temperature-controlled casino night, words like 'day' and 'Christmas' were fairly meaningless constructs, 'happiness,' amidst the loudly clinked glasses, didn't seem quite such a doomed or fatal idea. — Donna Tartt

Mr. Paggle lifted his own ale in the air. "What shall we toast to?"
"Yarrow's right hook?" Peer said.
"Bray's unladylike nerve?" Arlow suggested.
"To new friends," Yarrow said.
"New friends," they agreed. Their glasses clinked merrily. — March McCarron

Instead of expensive fish eggs and stinky cheeses, Jay had packed Doritos and chicken soft tacos - Violet's favorites. And instead of grapes, he brought Oreos.
He knew her way too well.
Violet grinned as he pulled out two clear plastic cups and a bottle of sparkling cider. She giggled. "What? No champagne?"
He shrugged, pouring a little of the bubbling apple juice into each of the flimsy cups. "I sorta thought that a DUI might ruin the mood." He lifted his cup and clinked - or rather tapped - it against hers. "Cheers." He watched her closely as she took a sip. — Kimberly Derting

We clinked glasses. I took a sip. The tiny bubbles melted in my mouth and journeyed northward into my brain. Sweet. — John Green

I'm not cheating," Sabella said, her gaze meeting Kira's. Something inside her loosened. Something fell into place, but she was just too damned tipsy to realize what it was. "Am I?"
"Oh dear, trust me." Kira smiled back at her. "The last thing you're doing is cheating. You can take that one to the bank."
Glasses clinked, refilled, and the three women sat back and proceeded to get outrageously tipsy. Well, Sabella thought several hours later as Ian walked in and stared at them in shock, maybe they were a little bit drunk. — Lora Leigh

I propose a toast. Here's to being right all the time. May God and history forgive us. They all clinked glasses to that. — John Scalzi

You really should take up boxing, or fencing - "
"Fencing? What century are you from?"
" - or solving crimes."
"Are you prescribing me your company, Doctor?"
"Detective, you can read me like a book." She lifted her glass, and I clinked mine against it. — Brittany Cavallaro

I voted for Barack Obama largely on the basis of his temperament, which I thought superior. He is only 47 years old, but to me seemed older than that: a man of precocious aspect and judgment. — Christopher Buckley

I was six years old, watching my pregnant mother wash the dishes. Cutlery clinked, filling the air with sparkling bursts of colour.
'Do it again!' I begged her, bouncing in my seat.
My mother glanced back at me. 'Do what?'
'Make the stars.'
'Stars?'
It never occurred to me that she couldn't' see what I was seeing. 'The gold ones', I said.
'I don't know what you're talking about.' she replied, and with a child's impatience, I hopped down from my stool to show her.
'Like this,' I said, taking two spoons and clanging them together. Each clink produced another starburst expanding luminous through the air between us.
'You mean,' said my mother slowly, 'the sound makes you think of the stars?'
'No, it makes the stars.. — R. J. Anderson

Glasses clinked and voices rubbed each other. — Maya Angelou

Most of the customers were from Kerry and Limerick. One was a lawyer, a tall, fat sandy-haired man. He lorded it over the others by buying them drinks. They clinked glasses with him and called him a 'motherfucking ambulance chaser' when he went to the bathroom. It was not a series of words they would have used at home
motherfucking ambulance chasers weren't big in the old country
but they said it as often as they could. With great hilarity they injected it into songs when the lawyer left. One of the songs had an ambulance chaser going over the Cork and Kerry mountains. — Colum McCann

Games can sometimes be fun."
He smiled and lifted his wineglass. "A toast."
She lifted hers. "To dangerous games." He smiled.
"To winning." She clinked her glass against his. — Zoe Forward

Some of the screen's best moments were realized because a director went against all reason, all logic. No matter how incredible a story seems, it can be made credible. If you feel an insane idea strongly enough, you've usually got something. — Rouben Mamoulian

But it's what the world does to people. It makes some of us feel ugly and it makes some of us look like criminals, like angry fools. — Jacqueline Woodson

That reminds me of something that happened to me when I was a kid. — Jean Shepherd