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“I whisper your name, Ty. I whisper the most important thing:
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Livvy”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“He grinned, and the grin changed his face completely. Ty when he was still and expressionless had an intensity that fascinated Kit; when he was smiling, he was extraordinary.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“Ah, Watson,â€� said Ty. “You may not yourself be luminous, but you are an extraordinary conductor of light.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Ty was near Kit, as he almost always was, like a magnet clicking into place.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“I’d suggest we go get milk shakes or something to celebrate, but this is kind of a scary neighborhood.â€�
“Shadowhunters don’t worry about scary neighborhoods,� said Dru.
“Have you learned nothing from the way Batman’s parents died?� said Kit, feigning shock.
Ty smiled. And for the first time since Livvy had died, Dru laughed.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Ty reached out and brushed Kit’s hair away from his face, an absent sort of gesture that sent a shot of something through Kit, a feeling like he’d touched a live electrical fence.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“You hated the Shadow Market in London,â€� Kit said. “It really bothered you. The noises, and the crowd —â€�

Ty’s gaze flicked down to Kit. “I’ll wear my headphones. I’ll be all right.�

“…and I don’t know if we should go again so soon,� Kit added. “What if Helen and Aline get suspicious?�

Ty’s gaze darkened. “Julian told me once,� he said, “that when people keep coming up with reasons not do something, it’s because they don’t want to do it. Do you not want to do this?�

Ty’s voice sounded tight. The thrumming wire again, sharp with tension. Under the cotton of his shirt, his too-thin shoulders had tightened as well. The neck of his shirt was loose, the delicate line of his collarbones just visible.

Kit felt a rush of tenderness toward Ty, mixed with near-panic. In other circumstances, he thought, he would just have lied. But he couldn’t lie to Ty.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Ty’s not my shadow,â€� said Kit crossly.
“My apologies. I suppose you’re his.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Ty,
I’ve thought so many times about what I would say to you if you reappeared suddenly. If I was walking along the street and you popped out of thin air, walking along beside me like you always used to, with your hands in your pockets and your head tilted back.
Mom used to say you walked celestially, looking upat the sky as if you were scanning the clouds for angels. Do you remember that?
In your world I am ashes, I am ancestors, my memories and hopes and dreams have gone to build the City of Bones. In your world, I am lucky, because I do not have to live in a world without you. But in this world, I am you. I am the twinless twin. So I can tell you this:
When your twin leaves the earth you live on, it never turns the same way again: the weight of their soul is gone, and everything is off balance. The world rocks under your feet like an unquiet sea. I can’t tell you it gets easier. But it does get steadier; you learn how to live with the new rocking of the new earth, the way sailors gain sea legs. You learn. I promise.
I know you’re not exactly the Ty I had in this world, my brilliant, beautiful brother. But I know from Julian that you are beautiful and brilliant too. I know that you are loved. I hope that you are happy. Please be happy. You deserve it so much.
I want to ask if you remember the way we used to whisper words to each other in the dark: star, twin, glass. But I’ll never know your answer. So I’ll whisper to myself as I fold this letter up and slide it into the envelope, hoping against hope it will somehow reach you. I whisper your name, Ty. I whisper the most important thing:
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Livvy”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Kit had never had any siblings, never had a mother, had only had Johnny. His father. His father who had died, and he didn't think had ever looked the way Ty looked now, as if the possibility of something happening to Livvy was enough to break him inside.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“And there is Jules. You might like him the best. He is the one who takes care of us all. He is the reason we're all okay and still together. I don't think he knows we know that, but we do. Sometimes he might tell us what to do or not listen, but he would do anything for any of us. People say we're unlucky because we don't have parents. But I think they're unlucky because they don't have a brother like mine.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“I don't like crowds of people in general. When they're all talking at the same time, and making noise. Crowds are the worst ... All the lights and the shouting and the people. It's like broken glass in my head.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“Ty grew up so handsome. The girls must be all over him. Or the boys,”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Where’s Kit, really?â€� Ty said, “I keep asking, but no one will tell me.â€�
Magnus looked up. “Kit’s all right. He’s with Tessa and Jem.�
“I know,� Ty said. His voice shook. “I know, but—can I say good-bye to him? If I could just talk to him once—�
“He’s already gone,�
Magnus said. “He didn’t want to say good-bye to you. To anyone really, but I suspect it was mostly you.”
― Cassandra Clare

“Altheia is Greek," Livvy said.
"She was the Greek Goddess of truth," said Kit. He shurgged when they stared at him. "Ninth grade book report."
Ty's mouth crooked at the corner. "Very good, Watson."
"Don't call me Watson," said Kit.
Ty ignored this.”
― Cassandra Clare

“You want a—wait, you’ve been sleeping outside my room because you want a sort of Watson for your Sherlock Holmes?â€�

Ty’s eyes lit up. They still moved restlessly around Kit as if he were reading him, examining him, never quite meeting Kit’s own, but that didn’t dim their glow.”
― Cassandra Clare

“Kit found himself holding Ty harder, until Ty relaxed under the tight grip of his hands; held him more tightly than he’d ever held anyone, held him as if they’d been lost in the sea of the sky, and only holding on to each other could keep them afloat above the wreckage of London.”
― Cassandra Clare

“Ty and Livvy were the last to come say good-bye to Jules; Livvy embraced him fiercely, and Ty gave him a soft, shy smile. Julian wondered where Kit was. He'd been glued to Ty's and Livvy's sides the whole time they'd been in London, but he appeared to have vanished for the family farewell.

"I've got something for you," Ty said. He held out a box, which Julian took with some surprise. Ty was absolutely punctual about Christmas and birthday presents, but he rarely gave gifs spontaneously.
Curious, Julian popped open the top of the box to find a set of colored pencils. He didn't know the brand, but they looked pristine and unused. "Where did you get these?"

"Fleet Street," said Ty. "I went out early this morning."

An ache of love pressed against the back of Julian's throat. It reminded him of when Ty was a baby, serious and quiet. He hadn't been able to go to sleep for a long time without someone holding him, and though Julian had been very small himself, he remembered holding Ty while he fell asleep, all round wrists and straight black hair and long lashes. He'd felt so much love for his brother even then it had been like an explosion in his heart.

"Thanks. I've missed drawing," Julian said, and tucked the box into his duffel bag. He didn't fuss; Ty didn't like fuss, but Julian made his tone as warm as he could, and Ty beamed.

Jules thought of Livvy, the night before, the way she'd kissed his forehead. Her thank-you. This was Ty's.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“For all Ty’s frightening intellect, for all his strangeness and indifference to other people, he was inseparable from his twin. If Livvy was sick, Ty slept at the foot of her bed; if she got a scratch, he panicked, and it was the same the other way around.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“He wanted to kill anyone who would try to hurt Ty. It was a very peculiar feeling.”
― Cassandra Clare

“We could go to Baker Street,â€� Kit said, without even knowing he was going to say it. “We are in London.â€�
Ty looked up at that, his gray eyes aglow. “To 221B Baker Street?”
― Cassandra Clare

“Ty stood at the water’s edge. He wouldn’t have wanted to be close to the noise and the lights and shouting, and Kit hated that even now he wanted to go down to the beach and draw Ty away, to protect him from anything and everything that might upset him.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Emma hoped Ty was unconscious, she hoped he was seeing none of this. He would wake up eventually, and the horror of what he would wake up to drove her forward.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Dark Artifices: One & Two

“The Council?â€� said Kit. “How are they different from the Clave?â€�
Livvy laughed harder.
“I can see how your case might not be successful,� said Ty. “Though I suppose we could tutor you a bit.�
“A bit?� said Kit.
Ty smiled his rare, dazzling smile. “A bit.”
― Cassandra Clare

“It was like holding a loosed arrow: Ty felt hot and sharp in his arms, and he was vibrating with some strange emotion. After what felt like a long time he relaxed slightly. His hands touched Kit, their motion slowing, his fingers winding themselves into Kit’s sweater.”
― cassandra clare

“Ty glanced up at the moon through his lashes. They were thick and dark, almost childlike. They gave his face a look of innocence that made him look younger—a strange effect, at odds with his almost frighteningly sharp mind.”
― Cassandra Clare