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(Jane ate a little of several things for supper — about as she’s been doing the last few days. [...]

(I was disappointed that Jane ate so little for lunch today. [...]

[...] “When I looked at those notes I knew all of a sudden that I was to do that book — Heroics — that I was to keep on looking for the heroic self I’d written about in Politics,” she told me as we ate lunch. [...]

[...] We ate a quick supper, then drove on. [...]

(Jane ate very well—her appetite is much better now—and after lunch Peggy Gallagher visited. [...]

(After I had a nap from 5:10 to 5:40, Jane ate a good supper. [...]

(At noon, as we ate, I asked her what she thought the Sinful Self might make of the Speaker manuscript material she’d been getting in recent days. [...]

[...] We’d watched reruns of it on TV while we ate supper.)

[...] I had a snack with her while she ate breakfast, and tearfully she said she couldn’t blame me if I felt I could only stand so much, and wanted to go my own way. [...]

[...] Her feelings of panic continued as I got supper ready, but she ate pretty well. [...]

[...] In the dream I saw myself as a rather corpulent older individual wearing robes as they do in the Middle East; at an elaborate feast I watched mice being burned alive in a special gadget, before we skinned and ate their corpses. [...]

An avenue beginning with a B, or San B, period, where they ate lunch. [...]

[...] On the following Sunday, a restaurant where we ate had a striped awning.”)

They ate at a place with wide windows and blinds, closed because of the sun. [...]

They ate with Peggy’s sister and husband, or they talked about them during the meal, in an immediate fashion, thinking of them very strongly. [...]

[...] Ruburt and Joseph ate lunch, and the mail arrived. [...]

He ate to prove he was still alive, for example (John 21, Luke 24, etc.), but they took this simply to mean that the spirit could partake of food. [...]

[...] These said that you ate at certain times, slept at certain times, followed certain patterns because these were important. [...]

[...] It is not a matter of what he ate, but chemically what he did with the nourishment.

[...] Rob and I took an hour’s nap, though, and ate supper at the coffee table while watching the evening news. [...]

(For the moment, though, we ate cookies and indulged in small talk. [...]

[...] What has happened to my lovely wife, I wondered, sitting beside her on the couch as we ate supper of bacon and waffles? [...]

[...] [See the appropriate note at 10:34 in the 694th session.] Then, as we ate, Jane had asked me once again if “Unknown” Reality had any organization — or purpose: “Where’s Seth going with it?” I suggested she forget such worries and let the work come out in its own way, explaining that portions of these notes were concerned with recording the circumstances surrounding just that procedure.