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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Then they crashed into a blank wall and realized they had reached the dead end
of the corridor. They were boxed, trapped. "What now?" "Don't know. Looks like
the dead end of my ideas, too. We can't go back for sure. I clobbered Dagenham
A dozen bolts from pneumatic guns whined through the ward, dropping the
temporal patients in their gyrations. Quatt was slammed back against a wall,
dropping Foyle. A black and blue bruise appeared on his temple. "Get to hell out
of here," ...
He was not strapped into the pilot chair. The effect of the 10-G drive on his
accelerated and unprotected body was monstrous. A creeping force took hold of
him and spilled him out of the chair. He inched back toward the rear wall of 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