Found 263 results for "Jane Smiley"
by Jane Smiley
AT SIXTY MILES per hour, you could pass our farm in a minute, on County Road 686, which ran due north into the T interse...
by John le Carré
The American handed Leamas another cup of coffee and said, "Why don't you go back and sleep?
by Willa Cather
FIRST HEARD of Antonia on what seemed to me an interminable journey across the great midland plain of North America.
by Jane Smiley
FROM THE OUTSIDE it was clear that the building known generally as "Old Meats" had eased under the hegemony of the horti...
by Louisa May Alcott
"CHRISTMAS won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.
by Jane Smiley
ASGEIR GUNNARSSON FARMED AT GUNNARS STEAD NEAR Undir Hofdi church in Austfjord.
by George Eliot, Rosalyn Landor
A WIDE plain, where the broadening Floss hurries on between its green banks to the sea, and the loving tide, rushing to ...
by Jane Smiley
Like their father, Anna Robison's three daughters loved to remember.