Paul Klee

by Paul Klee

The Secret Agent

by Joseph Conrad

The bell, hung on the door by means of a curved ribbon of steel, was difficult to circumvent.

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 ...

Доктор Живаго

by Boris Leonidovich Pasternak

On they went, singing "Rest Eternal," and whenever they stopped, their feet, the horses, and the gusts of wind seemed to...

Faust

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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

Das Schloß

by Franz Kafka

IT WAS late evening when K. arrived.

Amerika

by Franz Kafka

As Karl Rossmann, a poor boy of sixteen who had been packed off to America by his parents because a servant girl had sed...

Der Proceß

by Franz Kafka

Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having done anything truly wrong, he was arrested.

Catch-22

by Joseph Heller

It was love at first sight.

The Prince

by Niccolò Machiavelli

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

Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

by Mark Twain

You don't know about me without you have read a book by the name of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer; but that ain't no matt...

Orlando

by Virginia Woolf

HE-for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it-was in the act of...

To the Lighthouse

by Virginia Woolf

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...

Pride and Prejudice

by Jane Austen

E un adevăr de toți știut că un burlac înzestrat cu o avere frumușică trebuie să fie în căutarea unei soții.

Bleak House

by Charles Dickens

LONDON. MICHAELMAS TERM LATELY OVER, AND THE LORD Chancellor sitting in Lincoln's Inn Hall.

Moby Dick

by Herman Melville

CALL me Ishmael.

Игрокъ

by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский

At last I was back after my two weeks' absence.

The Moonstone

by Wilkie Collins

In the first part of ROBINSON CRUSOE, at page one hundred and twenty-nine, you will find it thus written: "Now I saw, th...

Vingt mille lieues sous les mers

by Jules Verne

THE YEAR 1866 was signalized by a remarkable incident, a mysterious and inexplicable phenomenon, which doubtless no one ...