Now that I have both versions of A Moveable Feast, the published version and the restored version, I can compare the two.

There was a paragraph at the end of "Hunger Was Good Discipline," in the restored version,

All I must do now was stay sound and good in my head until morning when I could start to work again. In those days we never thought that any of that could be difficult.

I look at the published version. The last paragraph reads,

All I must do now was stay sound and good in my head until morning when I could start to work again.

Nothing about what we didn't know lay ahead.

We didn't know it.

We were blissfully ignorant.

One wouldn't want to know if one were superstitious.

I don't want to know what's ahead.

I don't think it's the Nobel Prize.

Or suicide.

It's probably more of the same.

Why would it change?