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by Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Between the silver ribbon of morning and the green glittering ribbon of sea, the boat touched Harwich and let loose a sw...
by J.R.R. Tolkien
There was Eru, the One, who in Arda is called Ilúvatar; and he made first the Ainur, the Holy Ones, that were the offspr...
by Blaise Pascal, Philippe Sellier
1. The difference between the mathematical and the intuitive mind.
by Henry David Thoreau
When I wrote the following pages, or rather the bulk of them, I lived alone, in the woods, a mile from any neighbor, in ...
by Charles Dickens
IT WAS the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the...
by J. K. Rowling
Ce n’était pas la première fois qu’une dispute éclatait au petit déjeuner dans la maison du 4, Privet Drive. Mr Vernon D...
by Lewis Carroll
The book in your hands is the most accessible of all literary masterpieces, and one of the strangest.
by Emily Brontë
1801.-I have just returned from a visit to my landlord-the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.
by Михаил Афанасьевич Булгаков
Once upon an unusually hot hour of sunset in spring, two gentlemen appeared at Patriarch's Ponds in Moscow.
by Mark Twain
My brother had just been appointed Secretary of Nevada Territory-an office of such majesty that is concentrated in itsel...
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 Lucy Maud Montgomery
'Harvest is ended and summer is gone,' quoted Anne Shirley, gazing across the shorn fields dreamily.
by Richard Adams
The primroses were over. Toward the edge of the wood, where the ground became open and sloped down to an old fence and a...
by Robert Burns
On the 25th of January, 1759—in a clay cottage near the bridge of Doon, Ayrshire—was born Robert Burns, the great Poet o...
by Stephen E. Lucas
Wilma Subra had no intention of becoming a public speaker.
by Stephen King
"Daddy, I'm tired," the little girl in the red pants and the green blouse said fretfully.
by Salman Rushdie
I WAS BORN in the city of Bombay... once upon a time.