A Doll's House

by Henrik Ibsen

A warm, well-furnished room, reflecting more taste than expense.

Ὀδύσσεια

by Όμηρος

THIS IS THE STORY OF A MAN, ONE WHO WAS NEVER AT A loss.

L’étranger

by Albert Camus

Maman died today.

Siddhartha

by Hermann Hesse

SIDDHARTHA, the handsome son of the Brahmin, the young falcon, grew up together with his friend Govinda, the Brahmin's s...

To Kill a Mockingbird

by Harper Lee

When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.

Utopia

by Thomas More

UPON a time when tidings came to the City of Corinth that King Philip, father to Alexander surnamed the Great, was comin...

Confessions

by Augustine of Hippo

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

Aeneis

by Publius Vergilius Maro

Arms I sing-and a man,

Candide

by Voltaire

Chapitre I. Comment candide fut élevé dans un beau château, et comment il fut chassé d'icelui. Il y avait en Vestp...

The Prince

by Niccolò Machiavelli

Žmonės, geižiantys įgyti valdovo palankumą, paprastai stengiasi jam įsiteikti tuo, ką turi brangiausia, arba tuo, ką, jų...

Winter's Tale

by William Shakespeare

Two courtiers exchange compliments, speaking in an elegant, formal prose.

Cyrano de Bergerac

by Edmond Rostand

The auditorium of the Hotel de Bourgogne in 1640.

The Grapes of Wrath

by John Steinbeck

To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarre...

Записки изъ подполья

by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский

Part I bears the subtitle 'The Underground', to which is appended an explanatory note from Dostoevsky himself: Both the ...

The Good Earth

by Pearl S. Buck

It was Wang Lung's marriage day.

Ivanhoe

by Sir Walter Scott

In that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the river Don, there extended in ancient times a large fo...

The Prince and the Pauper

by Mark Twain

Братья Карамазовы

by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский

ALEKSEI FYODOROVICH KARAMOZOV was the third son of Fyodor Pavlovich Karamazov, a landowner of our district, extremely we...

Metamorphosis

by Franz Kafka

I COULD HEAR THE CARTS driving past the garden fence, sometimes I even caught sight of them through the gently shifting ...

Идиот

by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский

AT around nine in the morning towards the end of a thawing November, the Warsaw train was approaching Petersburg at full...