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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Can you get the muck off his face? Clean it up? He says they were stymied at
General Hospital." "They haven't had my experience, dear. Hmm. I seem to
remember reading something once . . . somewhere . . . Now where did I—? Wait
a minute ...
Only then did Foyle turn to Jisbella and ask: "What? What did you say?" ' Through
the clear globe of the helmet she could see his face distinctly. And as the rage
within Foyle died away, Jisbella saw the blood-red tattooing fade and disappear.
I—" Kempsey choked and dropped the glass, staring at Foyle in horror. "Your
face!" he exclaimed. "My God, your face!" What happened to it?" "You happened
to it, you son of a bitch!" Foyle cried. He leaped up, his tiger face burning, and
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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