Candide

by Voltaire

Chapitre I. Comment candide fut élevé dans un beau château, et comment il fut chassé d'icelui. Il y avait en Vestp...

Middlemarch

by George Eliot, Jessica Hische

MISS BROOKE had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.

To Kill a Mockingbird

by Harper Lee

When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.

A Passage to India

by E. M. Forster

Except for the Marabar Caves-and they are twenty miles off-the city of Chandrapore presents nothing extraordinary.

The Portrait of a Lady

by Henry James

Far from the Madding Crowd

by Thomas Hardy

Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

by Mark Twain

YOU DON'T know about me, without you have read a book by the name of "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer," but that ain't no m...

Mrs. Dalloway

by Virginia Woolf

MRS DALLOWAY said she would buy the flowers herself.

The Awakening

by Kate Chopin

A green and yellow parrot, which hung in a cage outside the door, kept repeating over and over: "Allez vous-en! Allez vo...

The Age of Innocence

by Edith Wharton

On a January evening of the early seventies, Christine Nilsson was singing in Faust at the Academy of Music in New York.

Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

by Machado de Assis

Que Stendhal confessasse haver escrito um de seus livros para cem leitores, coisa é que admira e consterna.

Jude the Obscure

by Thomas Hardy

Lady Chatterley's Lover

by D. H. Lawrence

OURS is essentially a tragic age but we refuse emphatically to be tragic about it.

Идиот

by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский

AT around nine in the morning towards the end of a thawing November, the Warsaw train was approaching Petersburg at full...

The House of Mirth

by Edith Wharton

Selden paused in surprise.

Братья Карамазовы

by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский

Alexei Fyodorovich Karamazov was the third son of Fyodor Pavlovich Karamazov, a landowner in our district who became a c...

The Woman in White

by Wilkie Collins, William Collins

THIS is the story of what a Woman's patience can denture, and what a Man's resolution can achieve.

Jane Eyre

by Charlotte Brontë

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

The life of Olaudah Equiano, or Gustavus Vassa, the African

by Olaudah Equiano

PERMIT me with the greatest deference and respect, to lay at your feet the following genuine Narrative; the chief design...

Madame Bovary

by Gustave Flaubert

WE were in the prep-room when the Head came in, followed by a new boy in mufti and a beadle carrying a big desk.