Mere Christianity

by C. S. Lewis

Every one has heard people quarreling.

Nemesis

by Agatha Christie

In the afternoons it was the custom of Miss Jane Marple to unfold her second newspaper.

The A.B.C. Murders

by Agatha Christie

IT was in June of 1935 that I came home from my ranch in South America for a stay of about six months.

Essay concerning human understanding

by John Locke

Since it is the UNDERSTANDING that sets man above the rest of sensible beings, and gives him all the advantage and domin...

πολιτεία

by Πλάτων

Socrates: I went down to the Piraeus yesterday with Glaucon, Ariston's son.

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 anybody else, these page...

Ὀδύσσεια

by Όμηρος

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

De rerum natura

by Titus Lucretius Carus

Mother of Romans, delight of gods and men,

Metamorphoses

by Ovid

The classics were the raw material of the English Renaissance; to write in the sixteenth century meant to engage in dial...

The Turn of the Screw

by Henry James

I remember the whole beginning as a succession of flights and drops, a little seesaw of the right throbs and the wrong.

Essais

by Montaigne, Michel de

Bible

by Bible

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

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...

Imitation of Christ

by Thomas à Kempis, Jérôme de Gonnelieu

He that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, (1) saith the Lord.

Notre Dame de Paris

by Victor Hugo

Il y a aujourd'hui trois cent quarante-huit ans six mois et dix-neuf jours que les Parisiens s'éveillèrent au bruit de t...

The Lord of the Rings

by J.R.R. Tolkien

When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday with a part...

The Sea-Wolf

by Jack London

I SCARCELY know where to begin, though I sometimes facetiously place the cause of it all to Charley Furuseth's credit.

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...

The Lost World

by Arthur Conan Doyle

Mr. Hungerton, her father, really was the most tactless person upon earth-a fluffy, feathery, untidy cockatoo of a man, ...

Beloved

by Toni Morrison

I 24 WAS SPITEFUL.