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 lived in the only airtight room left intact in the wreck, a tool locker off the main-
deck corridor. The locker was four feet wide, four feet deep and nine feet high. It
was the size of a giant's coffin. Six hundred years before, it had been judged the ...
Foyle heaved at the exhausted air tank, floated it out of the locker and
abandoned it. One minute was gone. He turned and propelled himself through
the floating debris toward the hatch to the ballast hold. He did not run: his gait
was the unique ...
There were shelves in the locker and a jumble of old provisions and discarded
containers. It was Foyle's coffin aboard the "Nomad." JSseph and his people had
succeeded in sealing the wreck into their asteroid before the holocaust of Foyle's
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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