When I was your age, my grandfather bought me a ruby bracelet. It was too big for me and would slide up and down my arm. It was almost a necklace. He later told me that he had asked the jeweler to make it that way. Its size was supposed to be a symbol of his love. More rubies, more love. But I could not wear it comfortably. I could not wear it at all. So here is the point of everything I have been trying to say. If I were to give a bracelet to you, now, I would measure your wrist twice.I'm not even halfway finished, but so far I am head over heels in love with this book. I don't want it to end.
I would measure your wrist twice
Reading now: Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer