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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Normal terran gravity would crack the spine of a spaceship like an eggshell. The
ships were built in deep pits, standing vertically in a network of catwalks and
construction grids, braced and supported by anti-gravity screens. They took off
At the edge of the pit it was caught by the anti-grav beam and flicked upwards as
by a giant invisible thumbnail. Up and up and up it whirled, one hundred, five
hundred, a thousand feet. Then there was a blinding flash, and an instant later a
Still under acceleration, never pausing to see if anyone was inside the yawl, he
shot forward to controls, tripped the release lever, and as the yawl started to float
up the anti- grav beam, threw on full 10-G propulsion. He was not strapped 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