Initially as I picked up the thick black book with no cover that I borrowed from my local library, I insisted that this book would be entirely too boring and meaningless for me to read. That was of course until I actually begin reading the book. The idea of never judging a book by its cover-even in this case when the book I borrowed came without one-stands to be true. Although the book is written in richly elevated language that causes even the most renowned literature lover to slow down while reading in order to fully grasp each concept hidden in each word, it seemed to catch my attention. I instantly noticed that the author, Nathaniel Hawthorne, uses imagery all throughout the opening of the first few chapters to foreshadow a deeper meaning. I anticipate to find out the significance of the rugged prison he described, the bright rose bush, and the scarlet red letter that seemed to haunt me throughout the beginning chapters of the novel. I, once again, have fallen in love with a book that I initially had no desire to read.
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