Classic Literature AI Audiobook Demos

Juliet: "O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet." Romeo: "Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? I take thee at thy word. Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized. Henceforth I never will be Romeo." Juliet: "What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, so stumblest on my counsel? My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound. Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague?" Romeo: "Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike. With love's light wings did I o'erperch these walls, for stony limits cannot hold love out. And what love can do, that dares love attempt."

Holmes: "You see, but you do not observe. The distinction is clear. For example, you have frequently seen the steps which lead up from the hall to this room. How many steps are there?" Watson: "How many? I don't know. I have no data yet. It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data. Insensibly one begins to twist facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts." Holmes: "Quite so. But I have already told you that I know there are seventeen steps, because I have both seen and observed. Now, I know you are a medical man, and you have been in Afghanistan. How do I know? Elementary, my dear Watson."

宝玉："好妹妹，你别哄我。果然不明白这话，不但我素日之意白用了，且连你素日待我之意也都辜负了。你皆因总是不放心的原故，才弄了一身病。但凡宽慰些，这病也不得一日重似一日。" 黛玉："果真我不明白放心不放心的话？我有什么不放心？我不明白这话。你倒说说怎么放心不放心？" 宝玉："好妹妹，你别哄我。你皆因总是不放心的原故，才弄了一身病。但凡宽慰些，这病也不得一日重似一日。"

刘备："念刘备、关羽、张飞，虽然异姓，既结为兄弟，则同心协力，救困扶危；上报国家，下安黎庶。" 关羽："关某虽一介武夫，亦颇知忠义二字。从今往后，关某之命即是兄长之命，关某之躯即是兄长之躯。但凭驱使，绝无二心！" 张飞："俺也一样！俺也一样！从今往后，大哥的事就是俺的事，大哥的仇人就是俺的仇人。不求同年同月同日生，但求同年同月同日死！"

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters. "My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?" Mr. Bennet replied that he had not. "But it is," returned she; "for Mrs. Long has just been here, and she told me all about it."

Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book," thought Alice "without pictures or conversation?" So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it. And Scrooge's name was good upon 'Change, for anything he chose to put his hand to. Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail. Mind! I don't mean to say that I know, of my own knowledge, what there is particularly dead about a door-nail. I might have been inclined, myself, to regard a coffin-nail as the deadest piece of ironmongery in the trade.

You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. I arrived here yesterday, and my first task is to assure my dear sister of my welfare and increasing confidence in the success of my undertaking. I am already far north of London, and as I walk in the streets of Petersburgh, I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight.

To Sherlock Holmes she is always THE woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex. It was not that he felt any emotion akin to love for Irene Adler. All emotions, and that one particularly, were abhorrent to his cold, precise but admirably balanced mind. He was, I take it, the most perfect reasoning and observing machine that the world has seen, but as a lover he would have placed himself in a false position.

我总要上下四方寻求，得到一种最黑，最黑，最黑的咒文，先来诅咒一切反对白话，妨害白话者。虽然人已经死掉了，应该没有什么关系了，但我觉得对于那时的情形，却似乎有些不合。 只要对于白话来加以谋害者，都应该灭亡！ 这些话，绅士们自然难免要掩住耳朵的，因为就是所谓「跳到半天空，骂得体无完肤」——还不肯罢休。而且绅士们本来也兼作「武」的，他们自然也要说不上什么了。

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. "Whenever you feel like criticizing any one," he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had." He didn't say any more, but we've always been unusually communicative in a reserved way, and I understood that he meant a great deal more than that. In consequence, I'm inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me.

Sun Tzu said: The art of war is of vital importance to the State. It is a matter of life and death, a road either to safety or to ruin. Hence it is a subject of inquiry which can on no account be neglected. The art of war, then, is governed by five constant factors, to be taken into account in one's deliberations, when seeking to determine the conditions obtaining in the field. These are: (1) The Moral Law; (2) Heaven; (3) Earth; (4) The Commander; (5) Method and discipline.