“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] “It’s usually advanced stuff that we haven’t come to yet, and I’ll say, ‘Hey, what’s happening?’ Sometimes it’s just information for me — but anyhow, I know dictation’s been going on and that you’ve been taking notes. [...]

[...] “Anyhow, I feel better after the session than I did before it.

[...] Anyhow, that’s okay. [...]

[...] One tooth is in the back and probably would not bother him, since no one can see it anyhow. [...]

[...] Anyhow, we didn’t have any such discussion as recommended, etc.)

([Rob:] “Well, don’t forget that no human being is going to see another completely, anyhow.”

([Pat:] “He said that all the poems were used to avoid communication, which is something I sensed, anyhow, which is something that I kept trying to get around. [...]

*Anyhow — after 20 years we heard from him in 1978 — from Alaska — skiing from Alaska Back Country — he mentions Alaska skiing today. [...]

[...] John needed to know its location anyhow. [...]

[...] Jane grew very relaxed as she sat there at that quiet hour—yet she wanted to hold the session anyhow; she called me early; she felt Seth around….)

[...] In any case, I wasn’t in my physical body, and he probably wouldn’t know anything was wrong anyhow. [...]

[...] That is, you won’t remember anyhow.”

[...] We decided to go ahead with the session anyhow, on the chance the man with the snowplow did not show up, or was late.

[...] Again Jane said: “Don’t write anything yet, I’m not sure of what I’m getting,” while I wrote it anyhow:) I’m getting the impression of a little man with dark hair, and he seems very far away, so I think he’s in the past; and he has old-fashioned clothes on... [...]

[...] But then, I thought, given our present situation our lives were going to change anyhow and perhaps drastically: her not going to the john properly wasn’t a good sign. [...]

(“Why did I bring the ribbon home with me, anyhow?”)

[...] Anyhow, he was facing me. [...]

[...] A cough in the flu season, however, is far more suspect — and under such conditions one might think, particularly in the midst of a poor week: “Who wants to go out tomorrow anyhow?”

[...] What are human beings, anyhow? [...]

[...] Then she decided to speak it out anyhow.

[...] I was tempted to go ahead anyhow, but instead I counted to three and came out. [...]

(By the time we got organized the sensation had begun to diminish with each of us but I took the measurements anyhow.