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L'Innommable Segment 2325, version 1 (MS-HRC-SB-4-1, f. 68v)
Ils s'aiment,
se marient, pour mieux s'aimer, il part à
la guerre, il meurt à la guerre, elle x pleure, d'émotion,
d'émotion de l'avoir perdu, se remarie, pour aimer encore, ils s'aiment,
on aime autant de fois qu'il le faut, qu'il
le faut pour être heureux, il revient, il n'est
pas mort à la guerre, elle va à la gare, il
meurt dans le train, d'émotion, à l'idée de la
retrouver, elle pleure, retourne à la maison,
il est mort, la belle-mère le détache, il s'est
pendu, d'émotion, à l'idée de la perdre, elle
pleure, d'émotion, elle doit le pleurer, les
pleurer, en voilà une histoire, c'était pour que
je sache ce que c'est que l'émotion, ça s'appelle
Emotion, ce que peut l'émotion, ce que peut
l'amour, alors c'est ça l'émotion, pour que
je sache ce que c'est que les trains, les chefs
de train, les gares, les quais, les guerres la
guerre, les cris déchirants, ça c'est la bell
doit être la belle-mère, elle pousse des
cris déchirants, tout en le d détachant son
fils, ou son gendre, je ne sais pas, ça doit être
son fils, et la porte, la porte de la maison
est fermée, de retour de la gare elle trouve
la porte fermée, elle doit la forcer, qui
l'a fermée, lui pour mieux se pendre, ou
la belle-mère vieille pour mieux le détacher,
p ou pour empêcher sa bru de revenir,
rentrer chez elle, ça doit être la bru, ce n'est
pas le gendre et la fille, c'est le fils et la
bru, comme je raisonne bien ce soir, c'était
pour m'apprendre à raisonner, c'était pour
m'induire à y aller, là où on peut finir, je
fus un bon j'ai dû être un bon élève, jusqu'à
un certain point, je n'ai pu dépasser un certain
point, je comprends qu'ils m'en aient voulu, ce soir je commence à comprendre, ce n'est pas
méchant, ce n'est pas moi, ce n'était pas
moi, c'est la porte qui m'intéresse, qui
a fermé la porte, et pour quel motif, je
ne le saurai jamais, en voilà une histoire,
je les croyais finies, toutes oubliées, elle
est peut-être nouvelle, toute fraîche,
est-ce le retour au monde fabuleux, non,
il n'est qu'un rappel, pour me faire regretter que je regrette
ce que j'ai perdu, pour que je me veuille à
nouveau là d'où je suis banni, malheureusement ça ne me rappelle rien.
L'Innommable Segment 2325, version 2 (Minuit 1953, p. 245)
Ils s'aiment, se marient, pour mieux s'aimer, plus commodément, il part à la guerre, il meurt à la guerre, elle pleure, d'émotion, de l'avoir aimé, de l'avoir perdu, hop, se remarie, pour aimer encore, plus commodément encore, ils s'aiment, on aime autant de fois qu'il le faut, qu'il le faut pour être heureux, il revient, l'autre revient, il n'est pas mort à la guerre, après tout, elle va à la gare, il meurt dans le train, d'émotion, à l'idée de la retrouver, elle pleure, pleure encore, d'émotion encore, de l'avoir perdu encore, hop, retourne à la maison, il est mort, l'autre est mort, la belle-mère le détache, il s'est pendu, d'émotion, à l'idée de la perdre, elle pleure, pleure plus fort, d'émotion, de l'avoir aimé, de l'avoir perdu, en voilà une histoire, c'était pour que je sache ce que c'est que l'émotion, ça s'appelle l'émotion, ce que peut l'émotion, données des conditions favorables, ce que peut l'amour, alors c'est ça l'émotion, ce que c'est que les trains, le sens de la marche, les chefs de train, les gares, les quais, la guerre, l'amour, les cris déchirants, ça doit être la belle-mère, elle pousse des cris déchirants, tout en dépendant son fils, ou son gendre, je ne sais pas, ça doit être son fils, puisqu'elle crie, et la porte, la porte de la maison est fermée, de retour de la gare elle trouve la porte fermée, qui l'a fermée, lui pour mieux se pendre, ou la belle-mère pour mieux le dépendre, ou pour empêcher sa bru de rentrer chez elle, en voilà une histoire, ça doit être la bru, ce n'est pas le gendre et la fille, c'est le fils et la bru, comme je raisonne bien ce soir, c'était pour m'apprendre à raisonner, c'était pour m'induire à y aller, là où on peut finir, j'ai dû être un bon élève, jusqu'à un certain point, je n'ai pas pu dépasser un certain point, je comprends qu'ils m'en aient voulu, ce soir je commence à comprendre, ce n'est pas méchant, ce n'est pas moi, ce n'était pas moi, la porte, c'est la porte qui m'intéresse, elle est en bois, qui a fermé la porte, et pour quel motif, je ne le saurai jamais, en voilà une histoire, je les croyais finies, toutes oubliées, elle est peut-être nouvelle, toute fraîche, est-ce le retour au monde fabuleux, non, seulement un rappel, pour que je regrette ce que j'ai perdu, pour que je me veuille à nouveau là d'où je suis banni, malheureusement ça ne me rappelle rien.
The Unnamable Segment 2325, version 3 (MS-HRC-SB-5-9-3, f. 43r)
They love each
other, marry, in order to love each
other better, more conveniently,
he goes to the wars, he dies at the wars,
she weeps, with emotion, at having
loved him, at having lost him,
yoicks, marries again, in order to love
again, more conveniently again,
they love each other, you love as
many times as necessary, as necessary
in order to be happy, he comes back,
the other comes back, he didn't die
at the wars, after all, she goes to the
station, he dies in the train, with
of emotion, at the thought of finding
her again, she weeps, weeps again,
again with emotion, at having lost
him again, yoicks, goes back home,
he's dead, the other is dead, the
mother-in-law takes him off, he
hanged himself, with emotion, at
the thought of losing her, she weeps,
weeps louder, at having loved him,
at having lost him, that's a story
for you, that was to teach me the
nature of the emot emotion, that's
called the emotion, what emotion
is capable of, given favourable
conditions, what love is capable
of, well, so that's emotion, and
what trains are, and the meaning
of your back to the engine, and
guards, stations, platforms, wars,
love, heartrending cries, that must
be the mother-in-law, she cries
heartrending her cries are heartrending,
while she takes down her son, or
her son-in-law, I don't know,
it must be her son, xxx the
cries since she cries, and the door,
the house door of the house is closed bolted bolted,
when she got back from the station
she found the housedoor closed bolted bolted,
who closed bolted it, he the better xx to
hang himself, or the mother-in-law
the better to take him down, or to
xx prevent her daughter-in-law
from reentering the premises, there's
a story for you, it must be the
daughter-in-law, it isn't the son-in-law and the daughter, it's the son
and the daughter-in-law, how I reason
to be sure this evening, it was to
teach me how to reason, it was to
tempt me to go there, to the place
where you can come to an end, I must
have been a good pupil, up to a certain
point, I couldn't get beyond a certain
point, I can understand that their
being cross with me, this evening I
begin to understand, oh it's not
there's no danger, it' it is not I, it
was not I, the door, it's the door
that interests me, it's of wood, who
closed bolted the door, and for what purpose, I'll never know, that's a story
for you, I thought they were over,
all forgotten, perhaps it's a new
one, lepping fresh, is it the return
to the world of fable, no, only a
reminder, so that I may regret what
I have lost, so that I may long again
to be in the place I was banished from,
unfortunately it doesn't remind me
of anything.
The Unnamable Segment 2325, version 4 (MS-HRC-SB-5-10, f. 137r)
They love each other,
marry, in order to love each other better, more conveniently,
he goes to the wars, he dies at the wars, she weeps, with emotion,
at having loved him, at having lost him, yep, marries again, in
order to love again, more conveniently again, they love each
other, you love as many times as necessary, as necessary in
order to be happy, he comes back, the other comes back, he didn't
die at the wards, after all, she goes to the station, he dies
in the train, of emotion, at the thought of finding having her again,
she weeps, weeps again, with emotion again, at having lost him
again, yep, goes back to the house, he's dead, the other is
dead, the mother-in-law takes him down, he hanged himself, with
emotion, at the thought of losing her, she weeps, weeps louder,
at having loved him, at having lost him, there's a story for you,
that was to teach me the nature of emotion, that's called
emotion, what emotion is capable of can do, given favourable conditions,
what love is vcapable of can do, well weell, so that's emotion, that's
love, and trains, the nature of trains, and the meaning of
your back to the engine, and guards, stations, platforms, wars,
love, heartrending cries, that must be the mother-in-law, her
cries rend the heart as she takes down hrer son, or her son-in-law, I don't know, it must be her son, since she cries, and the
door, the door of the house is bolted, when she got back from
the station she found the housedoor bolted, who bolted it, he
the better to hang himself, or the mother-in-law the better to take him down, or to prevent her daughter-in-law from re-entering
the premises, there's a story for you, it must be the daughter-in-law, it isn't the son-in-law and the daughter, it's the
daughter-in-law and the son, how I reason to be sure this evening,
it was to teach me how to reason, it was to tempt me to go, to
the place where you can come to an end, I must have been a good
pupil, up to a certain point, I couldn't get beyond a certain
point, I can understand their being cross angry with me, this evening
I begin to understand, oh there's no danger, it is it's not I, it
was not wasn't I, the door, it's the door that interests me, it's of a wooden
wood door, who bolted the door, and for what purpose, I'll never know,
there's a story for you, I thought they were over, all forgotten,
perhaps it's a new one, lepping fresh, is it the return to the
world of fable, no, only a reminder, so that I may regret what
I have lost, so that I may long again to be in the place I was
banished from, unfortunately it doesn't remind me of anything.
The Unnamable Segment 2325, version 5 (MS-WU-MSS008-3-71, f. 133r)
They love each other,
marry, in order to love each other better, more conveniently, he
goes to the wars, he dies at the wars, she weeps, with emotion,
at having loved him, at having lost him, yep, marries again, in
order to love again, more conveniently again, they love each other,
you love as many times as necessary, as necessary in order to be
happy, he comes back, the other comes back, from the wars, he
didn't die at the wars after all, she goes to the station, to
meet him, he dies in the train, with emotion of emotion, at the
thought of seeing her again, having her again, she weeps, weeps
again, with emotion again, at having lost him again, yep, goes
back to the house, he's dead, the other is dead, the mother-in-law 
takes him down, he hanged himself, with emotion, att at the
thought of losing her, she weeps, weeps louder, at having loved
him, at having lost him, there's a story for you, that was to teach
me the nature of emotion, that's called emotion, what emotion can
do, given favourable conditions, what love can do, well well, so
that's emotion, that's love, and trains, the nature of trains, and
the meaning of your back to the engine, and guards, stations, platforms, wars, love, heart-rending cries, that must be the mother-in-law, her cries rend the heart as tshe takes down her son, or her
son-in-law, I don't know, it must be her son, since she cries, and
the door, the house-door is bolted, when she got back from the station she found the house-door bolted, who bolted it, he the bett
better to hang himself, or the mother-in-law the better to take
him down, or to prevent her daughter-in-law from re-entering the
premises, there's a story for you, it must be the daughter-in-law,
it isn't the son-in-law and the daughter, it's the daughter-in-law
and the son, how I reason to be sure this evening, it was to teach
me how to reason, it was to tempt me to go, to the place where you
can come to an end, I must have been a good pupil up to a point, I
couldn't get beyond a certain point, I can understand their annoyance, this evening I begin to understand, oh there's no danger, it's
not I, it wasn't I, the door, it's the door that interests me, a [-] wooden door, who bolted the door, and for what purpose, I'll never
know, there's a story for you, I thought they were over, perhaps
it's a new one, lepping fresh, is it the return to the world of
fable, no, just a reminder, to make me regret what I have lost,
long to be again in the place I was banished from, unfortunately
it doesn't remind me of anything.
The Unnamable Segment 2325, version 6 (Grove Press 1958, p. 167)
They love each other, marry, in order to love each other better, more conveniently, he goes to the wars, he dies at the wars, she weeps, with emotion, at having loved him, at having lost him, yep, marries again, in order to love again, more conveniently again, they love each other, you love as many times as necessary, as necessary in order to be happy, he comes back, the other comes back, from the wars, he didn't die at the wars after all, she goes to the station, to meet him, he dies in the train, of emotion, at the thought of seeing her again, having her again, she weeps, weeps again, with emotion again, at having lost him again, yep, goes back to the house, he's dead, the other is dead, the mother-in-law takes him down, he hanged himself, with emotion, at the thought of losing her, she weeps, weeps louder, at having loved him, at having lost him, there's a story for you, that was to teach me the nature of emotion, that's called emotion, what emotion can do, given favourable conditions, what love can do, well well, so that's emotion, that's love, and trains, the nature of trains, and the meaning of your back to the engine, and guards, stations, platforms, wars, love, heart-rending cries, that must be the mother-in-law, her cries rend the heart as she takes down her son, or her son-in-law, I don't know, it must be her son, since she cries, and the door, the house-door is bolted, when she got back from the station she found the house-door bolted, who bolted it, he the better to hang himself, or the mother-in-law the better to take him down, or to prevent her daughter-in-law from re-entering the premises, there's a story for you, it must be the daughter-in-law, it isn't the son-in-law and the daughter, it's the daughter-in-law and the son, how I reason to be sure this evening, it was to teach me how to reason, it was to tempt me to go, to the place where you can come to an end, I must have been a good pupil up to a point, I couldn't get beyond a certain point, I can understand their annoyance, this evening I begin to understand, oh there's no danger, it's not I, it wasn't I, the door, it's the door interests me, a wooden door, who bolted the door, and for what purpose, I'll never know, there's a story for you, I thought they were over, perhaps it's a new one, lepping fresh, is it the return to the world of fable, no, just a reminder, to make me regret what I have lost, long to be again in the place I was banished from, unfortunately it doesn't remind me of anything.
L'Innommable Segment 2325, version 7 (Minuit 1971, p. 199)
Ils s'aiment, se marient, pour mieux s'aimer, plus commodément, il part à la guerre, il meurt à la guerre, elle pleure, d'émotion, de l'avoir aimé, de l'avoir perdu, hop, se remarie, pour aimer encore, plus commodément encore, ils s'aiment, on aime autant de fois qu'il le faut, qu'il le faut pour être heureux, il revient, l'autre revient, il n'est pas mort à la guerre, après tout, elle va à la gare, il meurt dans le train, d'émotion, à l'idée de la retrouver, elle pleure, pleure encore, d'émotion encore, de l'avoir perdu encore, hop, retourne à la maison, il est mort, l'autre est mort, la belle-mère le détache, il s'est pendu, d'émotion, à l'idée de la perdre, elle pleure, pleure plus fort, d'émotion, de l'avoir aimé, de l'avoir perdu, en voilà une histoire, c'était pour que je sache ce que c'est que l'émotion, ça s'appelle l'émotion, ce que peut l'émotion, données des conditions favorables, ce que peut l'amour, alors c'est ça l'émotion, ce que c'est que les trains, le sens de la marche, les chefs de train, les gares, les quais, la guerre, l'amour, les cris déchirants, ça doit être la belle-mère, elle pousse des cris déchirants, tout en dépendant son fils, ou son gendre, je ne sais pas, ça doit être son fils, puisqu'elle crie, et la porte, la porte de la maison est fermée, de retour de la gare elle trouve la porte fermée, qui l'a fermée, lui pour mieux se pendre, ou la belle-mère pour mieux le dépendre, ou pour empêcher sa bru de rentrer chez elle, en voilà une histoire, ça doit être la bru, ce n'est pas le gendre et la fille, c'est le fils et la bru, comme je raisonne bien ce soir, c'était pour m'apprendre à raisonner, c'était pour m'induire à y aller, là où on peut finir, j'ai dû être un bon élève, jusqu'à un certain point, je n'ai pas pu dépasser un certain point, je comprends qu'ils m'en aient voulu, ce soir je commence à comprendre, ce n'est pas méchant, ce n'est pas moi, ce n'était pas moi, la porte, c'est la porte qui m'intéresse, elle est en bois, qui a fermé la porte, et pour quel motif, je ne le saurai jamais, en voilà une histoire, je les croyais finies, toutes oubliées, elle est peut-être nouvelle, toute fraîche, est-ce le retour au monde fabuleux, non, seulement un rappel, pour que je regrette ce que j'ai perdu, pour que je me veuille à nouveau là d'où je suis banni, malheureusement ça ne me rappelle rien.