Roughing It

by Mark Twain

My brother had just been appointed Secretary of Nevada Territory-an office of such majesty that is concentrated in itsel...

El túnel

by Ernesto Sabato

Bastará decir que soy Juan Pablo Castel, el pintor que mató a María Iribarne; supongo que el proceso está en el recuerdo...

The Old Man and the Sea

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...

Jane Eyre

by Charlotte Brontë

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

The Scarlet Letter

by Nathaniel Hawthorne

Nathaniel Hawthorne was born on July 4, 1804 in Salem, Massachusetts, the only son of Captain Nathaniel Hathorne and Eli...

The Picture of Dorian Gray

by Oscar Wilde

The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garde...

Madame Bovary

by Gustave Flaubert

We were studying when the headmaster came in, followed by a new boy, not yet wearing a school uniform, and a monitor car...

Dubliners

by James Joyce

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

Twelfth Night

by William Shakespeare

Enter Orsino Duke of Illyria, Curio, and other Lords.

The Mysterious Affair at Styles

by Agatha Christie

The intense interest aroused in the public by what was known at the time as "The Styles Case" has now somewhat subsided.

A Christmas Carol

by Charles Dickens, Groth

MARLEY WAS DEAD, to begin with.

The Art of War

by 孙武, Stephen F. Kaufman

1. Sun Tzu said: The art of war is of vital importance to the State.

Pride and Prejudice

by Jane Austen

E un adevăr de toți știut că un burlac înzestrat cu o avere frumușică trebuie să fie în căutarea unei soții.

Hard Times

by Charles Dickens

NOW, what I want is, Facts.

Le fantôme de l'opéra

by Gaston Leroux

It was the evening on which MM. Debienne and Poligny, the managers of the Opera, were giving a last gala performance to ...

Lives

by Plutarch

As geographers, Sosius, crowd into the edges of their maps parts of the world which they do not know about, adding notes...

Uncle Tom's Cabin

by Harriet Beecher Stowe

Very many years ago, instead of having servants to wait upon them and work for them, people used to have slaves.

Common Sense

by Thomas Paine, Thomas Paine

For Whom the Bell Tolls

by Ernest Hemingway

Estaba tirado boca abajo, sobre una capa de agujas de pino color castaño, con la barbilla apoyada en los brazos cruzados...

Доктор Живаго

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...