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 any body else, these pag...

Das Schloß

by Franz Kafka

IT WAS late in the evening when K. arrived.

Memoirs of a Revolutionist

by Peter Kropotkin

Bible

by Bible

Genesis appropriately stands as the first book of the OT and serves as an essential introduction to the whole Bible.

Meditations

by Marcus Aurelius

1. From* my grandfather Venus:* the lesson of noble character and even temper.

Les Trois Mousquetaires

by Alexandre Dumas, Auguste Maquet

Le pre­mier lun­di du mois d’avril 1625, le bourg de Meung, où na­quit l’au­teur du Ro­man de la Rose, sem­blait être da...

The Last of the Mohicans

by James Fenimore Cooper

IT WAS a feature peculiar to the colonial wars of North America, that the toils and dangers of the wilderness were to be...

Madame Bovary

by Gustave Flaubert

WE were in the prep-room when the Head came in, followed by a new boy in mufti and a beadle carrying a big desk.

A Study in Scarlet

by Arthur Conan Doyle

IN the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go throu...

War and Peace

by Лев Толстой

"Eh bien, mon prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now no more than family estates of the Bonapartes.

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer

by Mark Twain

"TOM!"

Treasure Island

by Robert Louis Stevenson

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

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...

White Fang

by Jack London

DARK spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen waterway.

Gulliver's Travels

by Jonathan Swift

MY FATHER HAD a small estate in Nottinghamshire, 1 was the third of five sons.

Rebecca

by Daphne du Maurier

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.

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 ...

Germinal

by Émile Zola

ON a pitch-black, starless night, a solitary man was trudging along the main road from Marchiennes to Montsou, ten kilom...

Ben Hur

by Lew Wallace

The Jebel es Zubleh is a mountain fifty miles and more in length, and so narrow that its tracery on the map gives it a l...

Edvard Munch

by Edvard Munch, Christoph Asendorf