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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No patient has ever jaunted out of its pitch darkness. No patient has ever
succeeded in getting his bearings and learning the jaunte co-ordinates of the
black hospital depths. Short of prefrontal lobotomy, there are only three ways to
stop a man ...
They climbed through the observation window back into the pens. They searched
through the darkness for the lifts by which soiled uniforms were removed and
fresh uniforms issued. And in the darkness the automatic hands again soaped, ...
He jaunted and arrived in darkness and empty space and immediately
plummeted down. "Wrong co-ordinates!" he thought. "Misjaunted?" The broken
end of a rafter dealt him a bruising blow and he landed heavily on a shattered
floor upon the ...
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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