Les confessions

by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Mémoires

by Giacomo Casanova

"YESTERDAY," SHE said, "you left with me two portraits of my Venetian sister M. M. I beg you to make me a present of the...

The Wealth of Nations

by Adam Smith

The greatest improvement in the productive powers of labour, and the greater part of the skill, dexterity, and judgment ...

Les fleurs du mal

by Charles Baudelaire

Losque, par un decret des puissances supremes,

David Copperfield

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...

Decamerone

by Giovanni Boccaccio

DEAREST ladies, it is fitting that everything done by man should begin with the marvelous and holy name of Him who was t...

Faust

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

[FAUST, lying among grass and flowers, exhausted and restless, trying to sleep.]

Confessions

by Augustine of Hippo

Great are you, O Lord, and exceedingly worthy of praise, your power is immense, and your wisdom beyond reckoning.

La Divina Commedia

by Dante Alighieri

Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita

Ἀπολογία Σωκράτους

by Πλάτων

Je ne sais trop, Atheniens, quel effet mes accusateurs ont pu produire sur vous.

Du contrat social

by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Tal vez no sea superfluo, al introducir el célebre libro de Rousseau, señalar como punto de partida que estamos ante un ...

À rebours

by Joris-Karl Huysmans

THE Floressas Des Esseintes, to judge by the various portraits preserved in the Chateau de Lourps, had originally been a...

De rerum natura

by Titus Lucretius Carus

Mother of Aeneas and his race, delight of men and gods, life-giving Venus, it is your doing that under the wheeling cons...

Plays (36)

by William Shakespeare

Late in 1621 or early in 1622 two men brought to the son of a somewhat disreputable printer an idea that was to change t...

Fables

by Jean de La Fontaine

A Grasshopper gay

Les Contes de ma mère l'Oye

by Charles Perrault

ONCE UPON A TIME there lived a king and queen who were grieved, more grieved than words can tell, because they had no ch...

Aeneis

by Publius Vergilius Maro

I sing of arms and of the man, fated to be an exile, who long since left the land of Troy and came to Italy to the shore...

Les Trois Mousquetaires

by Alexandre Dumas, Auguste Maquet

Le pre­mier lun­di du mois d’avril 1625, le bourg de Meung, où na­quit l’au­teur du Ro­man de la Rose, sem­blait être da...

Wuthering Heights

by Emily Brontë

1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.

Kritik der reinen Vernunft

by Immanuel Kant

That all our knowledge begins with experience there can be no doubt.