Thumbs up for The Lathe of Heaven by Ursula K. Le Guin. Science fiction.
I’m struggling to find the point in reviewing one of the most perfect science fiction novels ever written. Yeah, I’m not going to. Look, do you like science fiction? Have you, like me, somehow missed reading this one? Put down everything and go read it. It’s not even 200 pages—you can knock it out in an evening or two.
“He’s not…not an evil man. He means well. What I object to is his using me as an instrument, a means—even if his ends are good. I can’t judge him—my own dreams had immoral effects, that’s why I tried to suppress them with drugs, and got into this mess. And I want to get out of it, to get off drugs, to be cured. But he’s not curing me. He’s encouraging me.”
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