The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size

What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully

A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently

Raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull