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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It pierced Kempsey's neck and hung quivering. Kempsey toppled. Foyle
accelerated, blurred to the body, picked it up in mid-fall and carried it aft to the
starboard stateroom. There were two main staterooms in the yawl, and Foyle had
Tell her I've got a stateroom aboard my yawl, fitted up just like my locker aboard '
Nomad' where I rotted for six months . . . where she ordered 'Vorga' to leave me to
die. Tell her she's going to rot and die just like me. Tell her!" Foyle shook the ...
He accelerated again and burst through them to his yawl. He stopped before the
main hatch and saw the stunned guard party hesitate between a continuance of
the old action and a response to the new. Foyle hurled Sigurd Magsman up into ...
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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