Also sprach Zarathustra

by Friedrich Nietzsche

When Zarathustra was thirty years old, he left his home and the lake of his home, and went into the mountains.

The Valley of Fear

by Arthur Conan Doyle

"Ich denke...« sagte ich."

Mein Kampf

by Adolf Hitler

I dag ser jeg det som et lykketreff at skjebnen ville at jeg skulle bli født nettopp i Braunau am Inn.

The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin

by Benjamin Franklin

"It seems I am too much of an American," said Franklin sadly to an English friend.

A Room of One's Own

by Virginia Woolf

But, you may say, we asked you to speak about women and fiction-what has that go to do with a room of one's own?

Slaughterhouse-Five

by Kurt Vonnegut

All this happened, more or less.

Psychopathia sexualis

by Richard von Krafft-Ebing, Krafft/

The Second World War

by Winston S. Churchill

NOW at last the slowly-gathered, long-pent-up fury of the storm broke upon us.

The Importance of Being Earnest

by Oscar Wilde

Morning-room in ALGERNON's flat in Half-Moon street.

The Prince and the Pauper

by Mark Twain

Much Ado About Nothing

by William Shakespeare

Enter Leonato Gouernour of Messina, Innogen his wife, Hero his daughter, and Beatrice his Neece, with a messenger.

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

by L. Frank Baum

OROTHY lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the far...

Winter's Tale

by William Shakespeare

If you shall chance (Camillo) to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on-foot, you shall see ...

Jane Eyre

by Charlotte Brontë

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

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.

A Midsummer Night's Dream

by William Shakespeare

Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour

Great Expectations

by Charles Dickens

MY FATHER'S FAMILY NAME being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing lo...

Oliver Twist

by Charles Dickens

Among other public buildings in a certain town which for many reasons it will be prudent to refrain from mentioning, and...

Anne of Green Gables

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...

The Hound of the Baskervilles

by Arthur Conan Doyle

Mr. Sherlock Holmes, der sehr spät am Morgen aufzustehen pflegte (außer bei den gar nicht seltenen Gelegenheiten, da er ...