“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(“My most hopeful feeling is that when you give it all up the panic comes up again, and then you’re making progress. But it still seems like you can only stand so much: two people in a household,” she said cryptically. Meaning what? I wondered.

(“Youth and innocence must have been on our side, back there at York Beach,” Jane said, “when we felt so terrible. The whole thing with your eyes adds to the whole thing—I can barely see what I eat, though if I put on my close-up glasses I could.... I want to see if I can get more comfortable. Then I get the feeling that scares you even more—that you’re scared to death of the hospital, and yet you’re afraid to dismiss your doctor and say to hell with the whole bit—I must be hiding stuff, see, because I’m getting ready to cry, because the time might come when you couldn’t stand it any more, and you’d have to do it—go back to the hospital—go through it all again—then I just tell myself I’d make out again, just like millions of people....”