Found 460 results for "David Liu"
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 William Wordsworth
Of the Poems in this class, 'THE EVENING WALK' and 'DESCRIPTIVE SKETCHES' were first published in 1793.
by Harper Lee
When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.
by Agatha Christie
Mrs. McGillicuddy panted along the platform in the wake of the porter carrying her suitcase.
by Jules Verne
THE YEAR 1866 was signalized by a remarkable incident, a mysterious and inexplicable phenomenon, which doubtless no one ...
by Victor Hugo
Three hundred and forty-eight years, six months, and nineteen days ago, the good people of Paris awoke to the sound of a...
by Jules Verne
MR. PHILEAS FOGG LIVED, IN 1872, AT NO. 7, SAVILLE Row, Burlington Gardens, the house in which Sheridan died in 1814.
by Boris Leonidovich Pasternak
On they went, singing "Rest Eternal," and whenever they stopped, their feet, the horses, and the gusts of wind seemed to...
by Bram Stoker
3 May. Bistritz. - Left Munich at 8:35 P.M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at...
by Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi
The Gandhis belong to the Bania caste and seem to have been originally grocers. But for three generations, from my grand...
by Jonathan Swift
MY FATHER HAD a small estate in Nottinghamshire, 1 was the third of five sons.
by George Orwell
Hari yang dingin dan cerah di bulan April, dan jam-jam berdentang tiga belas kali.
by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Als ich sechs Jahre alt war, sah ich einmal in einem Buch über den Urwald, das „Erlebte geschichten hieß“, ein prächtige...
by H. Rider Haggard
It is a curious thing that at my age-fifty-five last birthday-I should find myself taking up a pen to try and write a hi...
by Charles Dickens
THE first ray of light which illumines the gloom, and converts into a dazzling brilliancy that obscurity in which the ea...
by Emily Brontë
1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.
by Lucy Maud Montgomery
MRS. RACHEL LYNDE lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladie...