Synoptic Sentence View: Sentence 524
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Malone meurt Segment 524, version 1 (MS-HRC-SB-7-2, f. 71r)
Rien ne me ressemble moins que ce gamin raisonnable et patient, s'évertuant tout seul pendant des années xxx à voir clair en lui, reconnaissant de la moindre lueur, fermé à l'attrait de l'ombre.
Malone meurt Segment 524, version 2 (Minuit 1951, p. 34)
Rien ne me ressemble moins que ce gamin raisonnable et patient, s'acharnant tout seul pendant des années à voir un peu clair en lui, avide de la moindre lueur, fermé à l'attrait de l'ombre.
Malone Dies Segment 524, version 3 (MS-TCD-4662, f. 18r)
Nothing is less like me than this reasonable, patient boy child, struggling all alone for years to cast to throw a little light upon himself, avid of the faintest gleam, closed to the charms of dark.
Malone Dies Segment 524, version 4 (MS-WU-MSS008-2-47, f. 21r)
Nothing is less like me than this patient, reasonable child, struggling all alone for years to shed a little light upon himself, avid of the least gleam, a stranger to the joys of darkness.
Malone Dies Segment 524, version 5 (MS-HRC-SB-4-3, f. 21r)
Nothing is less like me than this patient, reasonable child, struggling all alone for years to shed a little light upon himself, avid of the least gleam, a stranger to the joys of darkness.
Malone Dies Segment 524, version 6 (MS-UoR-1227-7-11-1, f. 21r)
Nothing is less like me than this patient, reasonable child, struggling all alone for years to shed a little light upon himself, avid of the least gleam, a stranger to the joys of darkness.
Malone Dies Segment 524, version 7 (Grove Press 1956, p. 17)
Nothing is less like me than this patient, reasonable child, struggling all alone for years to shed a little light upon himself, avid of the least gleam, a stranger to the joys of darkness.
Malone meurt Segment 524, version 8 (Minuit 1971, p. 31)
Rien ne me ressemble moins que ce gamin raisonnable et patient, s'acharnant tout seul pendant des années à voir un peu clair en lui, avide de la moindre lueur, fermé à l'attrait de l'ombre.