Nineteen Eighty-Four

by George Orwell

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

Poirot investigates

by Agatha Christie

I was standing at the window of Poirot's rooms looking out idly on the street below.

Love and Freindship

by Jane Austen

Bible

by Bible

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

Essays

by Francis Bacon

1579 February. His father dies, and (in June) he returns to England.

The Secret Agent

by Joseph Conrad

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

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...

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...

Cranford

by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

IN the first place, Cranford is in possession of the Amazons; all the holders of houses above a certain rent are women.

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 Return of Sherlock Holmes

by Arthur Conan Doyle

The House of Mirth

by Edith Wharton

SELDEN paused in surprise.

Dubliners

by James Joyce

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

John Donne Poetry

by John Donne, John Booty

Away thou fondling motley humourist,

Works [37 plays, 6 poems, sonnets]

by William Shakespeare

THIS play, indisputably one of the earliest complete productions of Shakespeare's mind, was first printed in the folio o...

Far from the Madding Crowd

by Thomas Hardy

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes [12 stories]

by Arthur Conan Doyle

I had called upon my friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, one day in the autumn of last year and found him in deep conversation ...

The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

by Robert Louis Stevenson

Mr. UTTERSON the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance that was never lighted by a smile; cold, scanty and embarrasse...

The Pickwick Papers

by Charles Dickens

THE first ray of light which illumines the gloom, and converts into a dazzling brilliancy that obscurity in which the ea...

Ethan Frome

by Edith Wharton

I HAD the story, bit by bit, from various people and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different s...