Found 254 results for "Autobiographical fiction, English"
by Charlotte Brontë
My godmother lived in a handsome house in the clean and ancient town of Bretton.
by Sylvia Plath
IT WAS A QUEER, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New Yo...
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
A THRONG of bearded men, in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats intermixed with women, some wearing hood...
by Daniel Defoe, J. J. Grandville
I was born in the year 1632 in the city of York, of a good family, though not of that country, my father being a foreign...
by Charles Dickens
WHETHER I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by any body else, these pag...
by Louisa May Alcott
"CHRISTMAS won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.
by Joseph Conrad
The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.
by James Joyce, James Joyce
Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was comi...
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
THE evening before my departure for Blithedale, I was returning to my bachelor apartments, after attending the wonderful...
by Benjamin Franklin
"It seems I am too much of an American," said Franklin sadly to an English friend.
by Anne Brontë
ALL true histories contain instruction; though, in some, the treasure may be hard to find, and when found, so trivial in...
by Jane Addams
ON THE THEORY that our genuine impulses may be connected with our childish experiences, that one's bent may be tracked b...
by Marcel Proust
Yellow screen. Sound of a garden gate bell.
by Vera Brittain
WHEN THE Great War broke out, it came to me not as a superlative tragedy, but as an interruption of the most exasperatin...
by Лев Толстой
On the 12th of August, 18- (just three days after my tenth birthday, when I had been given such wonderful presents), I w...
by Samuel Butler
WHEN I was small boy at the beginning of the century I remember an old man who wore knee-breeches and worsted stockings,...
by Louisa May Alcott
LOUISA MAY ALCOTT is universally recognized as the greatest and most popular story-teller for children in her generation...