Анна Каренина

by Лев Толстой

KARENIN and his wife continued to live under the same roof, to meet every day, and yet to remain entire strangers to eac...

The Prophet

by Kahlil Gibran, R. Black

Al-Mustafa, der Auserwählte und der Geliebte, der seiner Zeit ein Morgenrot war, hatte zwölf Jahre lang in der Stadt Orf...

The Catcher in the Rye

by J. D. Salinger, Shao jia yun

Rights of Man

by Thomas Paine

AMONG the incivilities by which nations or individuals provoke and irritate each other, Mr. Burke's pamphlet on the Fren...

Lady Susan

by Jane Austen

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 Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin

by Benjamin Franklin

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

The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby

by Charles Dickens

There once lived in a sequestered part of the country of Devonshire, one Mr Godfrey Nickleby, a worthy gentleman, who ta...

Flowers in the Attic

by V.C. Andrews

Truly, when I was very young, way back in the Fifties, I believed all of life would be like one long and perfect summer ...

Skeleton crew

by Stephen King

This is what happened.

The Corrections

by Jonathan Franzen

The madness of an autumn prairie cold front coming through.

From a Buick 8

by Stephen King

Sister Carrie

by Theodore Dreiser

When Caroline Meeber boarded the afternoon train for Chicago, her total outfit consisted of a small trunk, a cheap imita...

Dombey and Son

by Charles Dickens

Dombey sat in the corner of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedside, and Son lay tucked up warm in a lit...

The Killer Angels

by Michael Shaara

El 19 de noviembre de 1863 un hombre alto y desgarbado se puso de pie para hacer unos pocos «comentarios apropiados» dur...

Airport

by Arthur Hailey

At half-past six on a Friday evening in January, Lincoln International Airport, Illinois, was functioning, though with d...

Stargirl

by Jerry Spinelli

When I was little, my uncle Pete had a necktie with a porcupine painted on it.

The Financier

by Theodore Dreiser

The Philadelphia into which Frank Algernon Cowperwood was born was a city of two hundred and fifty thousand and more.

Blubber

by Judy Blume

"It's very foolish to laugh if you don't know what's funny in the first place."

Rainbow Valley

by Lucy Maud Montgomery

IT was a clear, apple-green evening in May, and Four Winds Harbour was mirroring back the clouds of the golden west betw...