“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I will let our friend take a rest. Your thoughts buzz about like a bee (rings bell). Now you may take a rest and then I shall call the class to order (ringing bell), and my kind of order...

You will forgive me if I do not attend that particular class. Now, I have been a liberal from way back, and yet there are certain circumstances indeed where I become very conservative. To take my clothes off and end up with a woman’s body—there indeed I draw the line! Now as you have known, I have been here this evening, bell and all. If I occasionally take you to task, I am speaking to two members of the class in particular, and if I occasionally take you to task, then ask yourselves who else cares enough to take you to task, and if I do not take you to task, who else will take you to task? When I give A’s they are well earned.

Now I ring the bell—and I will clear up a slight issue that has come to my attention. Your teacher, your immediate teacher, has had strong creative abilities and he was very jealous as to how they should be used. He would set the conditions. He would use them in such and such a manner and no other. Now you should realize that this endeavor is indeed a highly creative one, for you have here at the least, at the very least, two personalities, my own and Ruburt’s, and we dwell entirely (in) different dimensions. And the mode of communication must be set up between us if what I want to say will be said.

The bells were only a small portion of my business, which dealt largely with cloths and dyes, but they fascinated me. [...] The bells became my hobby. My curiosity drove me to journey in search of different kinds of bells, and led me into contact with many people I would not otherwise have encountered.

[...] Among my wares I sold bells for donkeys. [...] Each had a special sound, and a family could tell by the sound of the bell their own donkey from innumerable similar ones.

[...] The number of bells, their particular pitch, even the colors, all had meaning. In the tumult of the city the particular bells could be recognized, therefore, by the poor and by the slaves who waited to buy products — often wilted foods from the laden carts.

With winged brains
We swoop and swirl
Inside the blue bell
Of the outer world.

(During the last paragraph the fire alarm bell began sounding by the elevator door outside Jane’s room. [...]

[...] (Another long pause.) A school with a bell. [...]

[...] The bogeyman in the garden vanishes at the sound of the supper bell. [...]

(“Each channel is as clear as a bell. [...]

[...] I took the Christmas bell, made in Switzerland and sent to us by a reader in upstate New York, in to 330; when wound up it plays Silent Night most evocatively. [...]

[...] It is almost as if you hit one bell in Framework 2, and three or four others also begin to ring.

[...] “A border” regarding the test object does not ring a bell, but “Horizontal lines that are similar to each other,” are the postmark cancellation lines. [...]

[...] In spite of being sleepy just before the session, she said, she had “felt Seth as clear as a bell.” [...]

[...] Once again, I’d forgotten to turn off the bell before the session began. [...]

(“Four, six” did not ring a bell with us. [...]

[...] The cobbler used to ring the bells. [...]

[...] The ringing persisted for almost two minutes I found the situation very irritating — especially since I’d forgotten to turn off the telephone’s bell before the session. [...]

[...] Seth, she said, “came through like a bell.” [...]

[...] She said Seth came through clear as a bell. [...]

[...] “Boy, I was getting that stuff through clear as a bell,” she said finally. [...]

[...] the following day” did not ring a bell with us. [...]

[...] It was so stark and undramatic that it really rang a bell. [...]