“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

2. Early on the morning of June 17, 1972, five men were arrested inside the headquarters of the Democratic National Committee, located in the Washington, D.C., apartment-hotel-office complex known as the Watergate. [...]

I have given, I would say, five or six sessions at a minimum on the importance of touch or lovemaking, its importance as natural expression, as a creative act—and this apart from its physical benefits, release of tensions, and spiritual enrichment.

You could have stayed in apartments all your life, denying yourself the privacy that you now enjoy, and thus avoided any conflict. [...]

This material is not for those who would deceive themselves with pretty, packaged, ribboned, truths—truths that are parceled out and cut apart so that you can digest them. [...]

[...] They are kept apart, then, because of your use of time.

[...] Before I got back inside the apartment our paperboy arrived; by the time I finished paying him Jane was out of trance. [...]

[...] Desire and belief are not united but apart.

[...] A group of four guests in particular, men I believe, to his apartment. [...]

In the heart of the vortex, integers fall apart. [...]

[...] The very beginning of the session is not recorded because I was working in the studio in the back of the apartment when Seth came through as Jane, Eve and Tam sat in the living room.

(Loud music was blaring up now from the apartment below us.)

[...] She now added that although Seth hadn’t said so, the dresser was against the south wall of their place, “like the south wall of our apartment here, to my left,” Jane said.

[...] This is apart from the fact of tampering, or downright misinformation, as various factions used the material for their own ends.”

[...] They are thinkers always a bit apart, their body types showing a lack of muscular development. [...]

(10:28.) The methods, the secret methods behind all of the religions, were meant to lead man into a realm of understanding that existed apart from the symbols and the stories, into inner realizations that would take him both within and without the physical world that he knew. [...]

[...] Incidentally, I rarely attend your little apartment unless in one way or another you ask me to, and tonight you were yelling my name from the rooftops, so to speak.

[...] Again, it must attempt to see itself as apart from action, even though basically the attempt to do so must fail. [...]

[...] Music from the apartment below us had begun to blare out loudly; loud enough so I could distinguish the words to the dance tunes. [...]

[...] Yet their dreams are not as uncharacteristic or apart from their experiences as it might appear. [...]

In your terms, Joseph is now a man who questions authority, stamps upon it and throws it aside, who rips apart the very idea structures to which he “once” gave such service.

[...] The neighborhood was muffled and serene; even the traffic passing our apartment house was slowed to a crawl for a change.)