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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The ignition held in the chamber and the lone aft jet slammed out flame with a
soundless vibration that shook the ship. The off-center thrust of the jet twisted the
"Nomad" into a slow spin. The torque imparted a slight gravity. Weight returned.
Quatt shook. The uniformed men were swarming all over the building, shouting: "
Foyle! Foyle! Foyle! Foyle!" Baker disappeared with a pop. The attendants
jaunted too, deserting the trolley on which Foyle waved his arms and legs feebly,
... mustered all his strength and pulled her upright. "Times Square," he muttered. "
Jaunte, Jiz!" Uniformed figures appeared around them. Foyle shook Jisbella's
arm and jaunted to Times Square where masses of jaunters on the gigantic 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