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A Vindication of Rights of Woman
by Mary Wollstonecraft
IN the present state of society it appears necessary to go back to first principles in search of the most simple truths,...
Ulysses
by James Joyce
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed...
The Iron Heel
by Jack London
THE SOFT summer wind stirs the redwood, and Wild-Water ripples sweet cadences over its mossy stones.
De la démocratie en Amérique
by Alexis de Tocqueville, Gustave de Beaumont
AFTER the birth of a human being, his early years are obscurely spent in the toils or pleasures of childhood.
The Federalist, or, The New Constitution
by Alexander Hamilton, James Madison
To the People of the State of New York: AFTER an unequivocal experience of the inefficiency of the subsisting federal go...
Государство и революция
by Vladimir Il’ich Lenin
What is now happening to Marx's teaching has, in the course of history, happened repeatedly to the teachings of revoluti...
Wild Swans
by Jung Chang
At the age of fifteen my grandmother became the concubine of a warlord general, the police chief of a tenuous national g...
The Witch of Blackbird Pond
by Elizabeth George Speare
ON A MORNING in mid-April, 1687, the brigantine Dolphin left the open sea, sailed briskly across the Sound to the wide m...
Mother
by Максим Горький
EVERY day the factory whistle bellowed forth its shrill, roaring, trembling noises into the smoke-begrimed and greasy at...
The One (The Selection #3)
by Kiera Cass
THIS TIME WE WERE IN the Great Room enduring another etiquette lesson when bricks came flying through the window.
Unwind
by Neal Shusterman
"The are places you can go," Ariana tells him, "and a guy as smart as you has a decent chance of surviving until 18."
My Brother Sam Is Dead
by James Lincoln Collier, J Collier
IT WAS APRIL, AND OUTSIDE IN THE DARK THE RAIN whipped against the windows of our tavern, making a sound like muffled dr...
In the Time of the Butterflies
by Julia Alvarez
She is plucking her bird of paradise of its dead branches, leaning around the plant every time she hears a car.