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 there would be another distant explosion. Sometimes the suffering men
would turn on each other and then a savage fight would break out in Sanitation.
These were instantly broken up by the goggled guards, and the morning lecture ...
"But there's no one. I'm alone." "Got to thank you for helping me." "Hearing voices
is bad," the furious angel murmured. "The first step off the deep end. I've got to
stop." "You showed me the way out. Blue Jaunte." "Blue Jaunte! My God, this
Flowering Monstrosity. Tell me what you see." "There's nothing much," he
answered, looking around and wincing. "There's light all over the horizon. Quick
clouds of it. Above, there's a ... a sort of sparkling effect. Like Christmas lights
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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