Manifest der Kommunistischen Partei

by Karl Marx, Friedrich Engels

THE history of all hitherto existing society is the history of class struggles.

Sense and Sensibility

by Jane Austen

THE family of Dashwood had been long settled in Sussex.

Persuasion

by Jane Austen

THE following pages are the production of a pen which has already contributed in no small degree to the entertainment of...

Государство и революция

by Vladimir Il’ich Lenin

What is now happening to Marx's teaching has, in the course of history, happened repeatedly to the teachings of revoluti...

Wuthering Heights

by Emily Brontë

1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.

Imperialism [and] Social classes; two essays

by Joseph Alois Schumpeter

कामसूत्र

by Vatsyāyana

IT may be interesting to some persons to learn how it came about that Vatsyayana was first brought to light and translat...

Jude the Obscure

by Thomas Hardy

Tuesdays with Morrie

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...

The Kite Runner

by Khaled Hosseini

I became what I am today at the age of twelve, on a frigid overcast day in the winter of 1975.

Hard Times

by Charles Dickens

NOW, what I want is, Facts.

The Jungle

by Upton Sinclair

THERE'S A BOARDINGHOUSE NOT FAR FROM HERE.

Down and Out in Paris and London

by George Orwell

THE Rue du Coq d'Or, Paris, seven in the morning.

Dubliners

by James Joyce

THERE WAS no hope for him tins time: it was the third stroke.

Pride and Prejudice

by Jane Austen

IT IS A TRUTH universally acknowledge, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.

An American Tragedy

by Theodore Dreiser

DUSK-of a summer night.

Pride and Prejudice

by Jane Austen

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

Pygmalion

by George Bernard Shaw

London at 11.15 p.m. Torrents of heavy summer rain.

Northanger Abbey

by Jane Austen

Vanity Fair

by William Makepeace Thackeray

WHILE the present century was in its teens, and on one sunshiny morning in June, there drove up to the great iron gate o...