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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"You think we ought to try backtracking to the hospital?" '- "We'll never make it." "
Guess not. Was just practicing m'brain. Should we start a racket? Make a noise
so they can track us by G-phone?" "They'd never hear u,s . . . Never find us in
"Never. Escape is for cripples. Neurotics." "Neurotics. The favorite word of the
Johnny-Come-Lately educated. You're so educated, aren't you? So poised. So
balanced. You've been running away all your life." "Me? Never. I've been hunting
"Never a fool, Miss Wednesbury, and never hateful. I don't know what's happened
to shatter your opinion of yourself, but I hope to restore it. So . . . you've been
deceived, have you? By yourself, mostly? We all do that. But you've been helped
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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