Siddhartha

by Hermann Hesse

SIDDHARTHA, the handsome son of the Brahmin, the young falcon, grew up together with his friend Govinda, the Brahmin's s...

Fahrenheit 451

by Ray Bradbury

It was a pleasure to burn.

Perfume

by Patrick Süskind

In eighteenth-century France there lived a man who was one of the most gifted and abominable personages in an era that k...

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

by J. K. Rowling

It was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping th...

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

by J. K. Rowling

Not for the first time, an argument had broken out over breakfast at number four, privet drive.

The Hobbit

by J.R.R. Tolkien

Dans un trou vivait un hobbit.

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone

by J. K. Rowling

Pan ddeffrodd Mr a Mrs Dursley ar y bore Mawrth tamp, llwyd hwnnw lle mae ein stori ni'n dechrau, doedd dim byd yn yr aw...

Faust

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

[FAUST, lying among grass and flowers, exhausted and restless, trying to sleep.]

Les Robots

by Isaac Asimov

I looked at my notes and I didn't like them.

Picasso

by William S. Lieberman

The Sea of Monsters

by Rick Riordan

My nightmare started like this.

The natural

by Bernard Malamud, SparkNotes

Roy Hobbs pawed at the glass before thinking to prick a match with his thumbnail and hold the spurting flame in his cupp...

Doctor Faustus

by Thomas Mann

Christine

by Stephen King

"Oh my God!" my friend Arnie Cunningham cried out suddenly.

Γοργίας

by Πλάτων

CALLICLES. - Tu arrives, Socrate, comme il faut, diton, arriver a la guerre et a la bataille.

Wicked

by Gregory Maguire

From the crumpled bed the wife said, "I think today's the day.

Spas and climatic health resorts of Czechoslovakia

The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

by Suzanne Collins

Coriolanus released the fistful of cabbage into the pot of boiling water and swore that one day it would never pass his ...

El Zorro

by Isabel Allende

Our Old Home

by Nathaniel Hawthorne

I have not asked your consent, my dear General, to the foregoing inscription, because it would have been no inconsiderab...