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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"Then I'm curious." "Then let's say I'm grateful. He helped me; now I'm helping him
." Baker smiled cynically. "Then let's help him by giving him a brand new face." "
No." "I thought so. You want his face cleaned up because you're interested in his
She made no move, just stood and smiled at him in furious triumph. He
straightened. "By God, I won't go down whining." Without haste, Foyle sauntered
out of the corridor, took Jisbella's arm and led her back to the reception hall. He
He smiled at Foyle. "Sheffield's law assistant overheard part of your little
discussion in Old St. Pat's. We know about the space-jaunt- - „ M ing. There was a
sudden hush. "Space-jaunting," Dagenham exclaimed. "Impossible. You don't
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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