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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He heard Jisbella answer, her voice faint and muffled by the roaring torrent. He
swam with the current, trying to overtake her. He shouted and heard her
answering voice growing fainter and fainter. The roaring grew louder, and
abruptly he was ...
Then there was a roaring again and a surface, and they could breathe. The
glassy tunnel sides were replaced by jagged rocks. Foyle caught Jisbella's leg
and seized a stone projection at the side of the river. "Got to climb out here," he
he roared to the mob. "Take it! Keep it! It's your future. PyrE!" He hurled the slug
into the crowd and roared over his shoulder: "SanFran. Russian Hill stage." He
jaunted St. Louis- Denver to San Francisco, arriving at the Russian Hill stage
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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