What a slut time is. She screws with everybody.

I'm starting to think you have an amputee fetish" he answered, still kissing me. I laughed.
"I have an Augustus Waters fetish" I explained.

I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.

Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always

He shook his head, just looking at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing," he said.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Augustus half smiled. "Because you're beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.

its a metephor, see: you put the killing thing right between your teeth but you dont give it the power to do its killing.