Pensées

by Blaise Pascal, Philippe Sellier

1 The Psalms sung throughout the world.

Bible

by Bible

So there you are, a teenager at your grandparent's house.

Lives

by Plutarch

As geographers, Sosius, crowd into the edges of their maps parts of the world which they do not know about, adding notes...

Le rouge et le noir

by Stendhal

Verrieres is no doubt one of the prettiest small towns in Franche-Comte.

The Ugly Duckling

by Hans Christian Andersen

It was a beautiful summer day.

Emily of New Moon

by Lucy Maud Montgomery

The house in the hollow was "a mile from anywhere"-so Maywood people said.

Vanity Fair

by William Makepeace Thackeray

As the Manager of the Performance sits before the curtain on the boards, and, looks into the Fair, a feeling of profound...

Im Westen nichts Neues

by Erich Maria Remarque

We are at rest five miles behind the front.

The Night Before Christmas

by Clement Clarke Moore

T WAS the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Sonnets

by William Shakespeare

From the fairest creatures we desire increase,

Hans Andersen's Fairy Tales

by Hans Christian Andersen

In one of Hans Christian Andersen's last tales, the search is on for "the most incredible thing."

Dubliners

by James Joyce

THERE WAS no hope for him tins time: it was the third stroke.

Julius Caesar

by William Shakespeare

There is an aura of unreality about the plays of Shakespeare, and students feel this, although they may not be able to e...

Decamerone

by Giovanni Boccaccio

MOST gracious ladies, knowing that you are all by nature pitiful, I know that in your judgment this work will seem to ha...

Elements

by Euclid

A Christmas Carol

by Charles Dickens, Groth

MARLEY WAS DEAD, to begin with.

Ὀδύσσεια

by Όμηρος

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

Treasure Island

by Robert Louis Stevenson

SQUIRE TRELAWNEY, Dr. Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me to write down the whole particulars about...

Robinson Crusoe

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 foreig...

Frankenstein or The Modern Prometheus

by Mary Shelley

YOU WILL REJOICE to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with...