
[1621|001] was not all.
[1622] For there was involved here, I mean
when I exploited thus the inequalities of t
inequalities in the ground, a further element
of disequilibrium, I mean my crutches, which
one of which would have been needed to be long,
and the other short, if I was not not to decline to prevent me from declining from
from the
the vertical.
[1623] No No?
[1624] I don't know.
[1625] And
then there were the ways I took, my ways, for
the most part little tracks in the forest, that
was natural, where the differences of level,
if they abounded, were too [place = supralinear] so confused and too erratic that they could not be of help
erratic
to me.
[1626] But did it make so great a difference
after [⁁] [place = supralinear] all, as far as the pain was concerned, whether
I rested my leg or whether I worked it?
[1627] I think not. [1628] For the leg that was at rest [1626] But
was there so great a difference after all, as
far as the pain was concerned, between my
being able to rest my leg and my having to
work it?
[1627] I think not.
[1628] For the leg that was at
rest, its sufferings were constant & monotonous.
[1629] Whereas the leg that drove itself to that [place = supralinear] the [place = supralinear] that in-
crement of suffering which was the work done
knew that abatement of suffering which was
the work suspended, if only for an instant.
[1630] But
I am human I trust, and my progress felt
the effects of this state of affairs, and from the
slow and painful progress [place = supralinear] progress that it always had
been, whatever I may h I may have let escape
wa to the contrary, was transformed, with respect
[1630] let it be said, into a veritable calvary, with no
end limit to its stations and no hope of crucifixion,
xxx without false blushes be it said, and
no Simon, and compelled me to frequent
stations.
[1631] Yes, my progress compelled me
to stop more and more frequently, the only
way I could progress was to stop.
[1632] And
though it is not [place = supralinear] no part of my tottering in-
tentions to treat at length, xx deal at
becoming length with these brief instants
of the immemorial atonement, I must
yet I must for my sins touch lightly upon
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