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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He squirmed down the main-deck corridor and ascended the remains of a
stairway, to the control deck which was no more than a roofed corridor in space.
Most of the walls were destroyed. With the sun on his right and the stars on his
He felt the corridor walls, noted doors, noted their texture, counted, listened,
deduced, and reported. He made a note of every separate step in the Sanitation
pens and reported them to Jiz. The questions he whispered to the men around
him in ...
Foyle battered at the walls of the labyrinth with the sledge, shattered the thin
plastic masking, and found himself in the infrared-lit south corridor of the women's
quadrant. Two women guards came up the corridor, running hard. Foyle swung
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Review: The Stars My DestinationUser Review - Bart - Goodreads
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