Synoptic Sentence View: Sentence 579
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Malone meurt Segment 579, version 1 (MS-HRC-SB-7-2, f. 74r)
Mais à chaque tentative je perdais la tête, je revenais furieux, je faisais cette grande chute me précipitais comme vers le salut dans mes noirceurs, demander pardon, demander secours à celui qui ne peut ni vivre ni laisser xxx ni supporter ce spectacle chez les aut autres. [0579|001] Ce sont là 
Je parle de vivre
Malone meurt Segment 579, version 2 (Minuit 1951, p. 37)
Mais à chaque nouvelle tentative je perdais la tête, me précipitais comme vers le salut dans mes ténèbres, me jetais aux genoux de celui qui ne peut ni vivre ni supporter ce spectacle chez les autres.
Malone Dies Segment 579, version 3 (MS-TCD-4662, f. 19v)
But at each fresh attempt I lose lost my head, fled to my shadows as to sanctuary, to the lap of him his lap who can neither life nor suffer to see others living the sight of others living.
Malone Dies Segment 579, version 4 (MS-WU-MSS008-2-47, f. 24r)
But at each fresh attempt I lost my head, fled to my shadows as to sanctuary, to his lap who can neither live nor suffer the sight of others living.
Malone Dies Segment 579, version 5 (MS-HRC-SB-4-3, f. 24r)
But at each fresh attempt I lost my head, fled to my shadows as to sanctuary, to his lap who can neither live nor suffer the sight of others living.
Malone Dies Segment 579, version 6 (MS-UoR-1227-7-11-1, f. 24r)
But at each fresh attempt I lost my head, fled to my shadows as to sanctuary, to his lap who can neither live nor suffer the sight of others living.
Malone Dies Segment 579, version 7 (Grove Press 1956, p. 18)
But at each fresh attempt I lost my head, fled to my shadows as to sanctuary, to his lap who can neither live nor suffer the sight of others living.
Malone meurt Segment 579, version 8 (Minuit 1971, p. 34)
Mais à chaque nouvelle tentative je perdais la tête, me précipitais comme vers le salut dans mes ténèbres, me jetais aux genoux de celui qui ne peut ni vivre ni supporter ce spectacle chez les autres.