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,
Foyle 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
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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