The stars my destination
In this pulse-quickening novel, Alfred Bester imagines a future in which people "jaunte" a thousand miles with a single thought, where the rich barricade themselves in labyrinths and protect themselves with radioactive hit men--and where an inarticulate outcast is the most valuable and dangerous man alive.
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You leave me die, 'Vorga' . . . 'Vorga-T: 1339.' No. I get out of here, me. I follow
you, 'Vorga.' I find you, 'Vorga.' I pay you back, me. I rot you. I kill you, 'Vorga.' I kill
you filthy." The acid of fury ran through him, eating away the brute patience and ...
I kill you, 'Vorga.' I kill you filthy!" He stopped shouting and glared at her in wild
triumph. Robin backed away in alarm. "For God's sake, what are you talking
about?" " 'Vorga.' 'Vorga-T: 1339.' Ever hear of her, Miss Robin? I found out
where she ...
Foyle told her about "Nomad" and "Vorga," his hatred and his plans. He did not
tell Jisbella about his face or the twenty millions in platinum bullion waiting out in
the asteroids. "What happened to 'Nomad'?" Jisbella asked. "Was it like that man,
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This book was published in 1956 – a time when traveling to the moon would still be science fiction for quite a few years. Many of its ideas were astonishing then and its plot of blind revenge ... Read full review