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by H. G. Wells
THE stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the ...
by Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Harold March, the rising reviewer and social critic, was walking vigorously across a great tableland of moors and common...
by Gilbert Keith Chesterton
The suburb of Saffron Park lay on the sunset side of London, as red and ragged as a cloud of sunset.
by James Allen
The aphorism, "As a man thinketh in his heart so is he," not only embraces the whole of a man's being, but is so compreh...
by George Bernard Shaw
Roebuck Ramsden is in his study, opening the morning' letters.
by Alexandre Dumas
SINCE Aramis's singular transformation into a confessor of the order, Baisemeaux was no longer the same man.
by Thomas Paine
AMONG the incivilities by which nations or individuals provoke and irritate each other, Mr. Burke's pamphlet on the Fren...
by Ernest Hemingway
Érase un viejo que solia ir de pesca solo en su bote en el Gulf Stream, y desde hace ya ochenta y cuatro dias no pescaba...
by Agatha Christie
Everybody has been at me, right and left, to write this story from the great (represented by Lord Nasby) to the small (r...
by Agatha Christie
IT was Miss Lemon, Poirot's efficient secretary, who took the telephone call.
by James Joyce, James Joyce
Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was comi...
by George S. Clason
Bansir, the chariot builder of Babylon, was thoroughly discouraged.
by Viktor E. Frankl
THIS BOOK DOES NOT CLAIM TO BE an account of facts and events but of personal experiences, experiences which millions of...
by Mitch Albom
The last class of my old professor's life took place once a week in his house, by a window in the study where he could w...
by Graham Greene
'THAT nigger going down the street,'said Dr Hasselbacher standing in the Wonder Bar, 'he reminds me of you, Mr Wormold.'
by Primo Levi
I WAS captured by the Fascist Militia on 13 December 1943.
by Franz Kafka
As Karl Rossmann, a poor boy of sixteen who had been packed off to America by his parents because a servant girl had sed...