Altered Book Quotes: The Scarlet Letter

Welcome to my blackout poetry quotes and altered prose from The Scarlet Letter. This is a “collaboration” of Hawthorne’s words and my selective removal of words. Wording is in the exact order as the original book; the only modifications are punctuation and capitalization. Page numbers refer to the 1976 Bantam paperback. —ღTerri

At the fireside of life in the deep quietude beyond my deserts, I was happy. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, p.3, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2014

Faithfully, Truth casts his leaves forth upon the wind, but few indulge in revelation to the heart. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, p.3, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2014

Women of happiness rule the soil. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.1, p.45, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2014

Mercy springs from shadow into sunshine, forward with dignity into the open air. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.2, p.49, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2014

Disastrous beauty shone out — a halo of spirit — wild and brazen and dainty. She has felt it in her heart, I promise ye. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.2, p.51, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2014

Vivid phantasmagoric reality —
      happy, miserable
a half-obliterated shield over death
a pathway illuminating the years
a lamplight penetrating the human soul
~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.2, p.55, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2018

Memory’s time-worn — a crumbling wall. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.2, p.55, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2018

A cry of pain within his mind — some powerful emotion, which might have passed for calmness. Pray, good Sir, ‘else you would surely have evil. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.3, p.57, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2014

Hester unadulterated. The end. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.3, p.61, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2014 😂

The bookworm had intellectual gifts — wise, vast, and blazing bliss philosophized. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.4, p.69, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2014

The years pile up and hide under a new exterior, as completely as if emerging into another state of being, — a feeling so inevitable which compels human beings to linger around and haunt, ghostlike, the spot where some great and marked event has given the color to their lifetime. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.5, p.73, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, “Aging inside & out,” 2014

circle of radiance
her wild-flower prettiness
a passion, a depth of hue —
nature, beautiful and brilliant
imbibing her soul,
the spiritual world
and material of earth —
rays of life, wild in her heart
~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.6, p.83, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2014

Cowardice —
the great horror of mind,
gnawing and poisonous.
~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.12, p.136, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2018

No law for age —
more active within the sphere of spirit,
a freedom knocking at her door!
the blossom of womanhood to be cherished
— her own passion and heart.
~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.13, p.151, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, “Middle age welcome,” 2018

The sensitive is the boundary between two worlds, our nerves and heart. ~The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850, Ch.19, p.191, blackout poetry by Terri Guillemets, 2018