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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Hold on , ” Foyle gasped . He explored to the left and the right . The walls of the
pool were smooth , without handhold . " Holde walls of the po have to go thro “
There ' s no air , Gully . No surface . ” “ Couldn ' t be forever . We ' ll hold our
It depends on your inside , Gully ; what you get hold of . ” “ No . My future
depends on what I get rid of . ” “ Gully . . . why did you hold out on me in Gouffre
Martel ? Why didn ' t you tell me you knew there was a fortune aboard Nomad ' ?
I just invented a new judo hold . ” Fourmyle stood up , lifted the suffocating
chemist and jaunted to the judo mat where the little Japanese inspected the hold
and shook his head . “ No , please . ” He hissed politely . “ Hfffff . Pressure on
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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