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. "The Stars My Destination" is a classic of technological prophecy and timeless narrative enchantment by an acknowledged master of science fiction.
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He also doubled your money with anti-febrile purgatives, magnified your morals
with tonic roborants, and adjusted all anguished psyches with Orel's Epulotic
Vulnerary. The waiting room was empty. Foyle opened a door at a venture. He
Orel screamed. "I can't talk abou — Wait I'll tell — " He sagged. Foyle examined
the body. "Dead," he muttered. "Just when he was ready to talk. Just like Forrest."
"Murdered." "No. I never touched him. It was suicide." Foyle cackled without ...
"Clothes," Kempsey wept. "Clothes. All over, clothes. Like filth, like sick, like dirt.
Clothes. All over, clothes." "Up, man. Get up." "Clothes. All over, clothes. Like filth,
like sick, like dirt . . ." "Kempsey, mind me, man. Orel sent me." Kempsey stopped
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Get used to the language and keep reading. Lovely book that is the reason I read science fiction. Take it home and lose yourself in this new world. Read it and love it. Everything by Bester is fantastic.
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