— Callie Torres, ‘The Heart of the Matter’ (via getoffyourfeetandmakethiscount)
Joan of Arc came back as a little girl in Japan, and her father told her to stop listening to her imaginary friends.
Elvis was born again in a small village in Sudan, he died hungry, age 9, never knowing what a guitar was.
Michelangelo was drafted into the military at age 18 in Korea, he painted his face black with shoe polish and learned to kill.
Jackson Pollock got told to stop making a mess, somewhere in Russia.
Hemingway, to this day, writes DVD instruction manuals somewhere in China. He’s an old man on a factory line. You wouldn’t recognise him.
Gandhi was born to a wealthy stockbroker in New York. He never forgave the world after his father threw himself from his office window, on the 21st floor.
And everyone, somewhere, is someone, if we only give them a chance."
— Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via atramentum)
His eyes shone when he looked at her, green as spring grass.
He has always had green eyes, said the voice in her head. People often marvel at how much alike you are, he and your mother and yourself. His name is Jonathan and he is your brother; he has always protected you.
Somewhere in the back of Clary’s mind she saw black eyes and whip marks, but she didn’t know why. He’s your brother. He’s your brother, and he’s always taken care of you.
NO CLARY STOP
GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF IT I SEE COMPULSION STAAAAAHP IT
Cassie I hate you you bully.
Jesus what’s next Clary’s going to drink from the Infernal Cup?
That actually wouldn’t be all that bad. A hell of a story >:)