“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The prisoners’ energies are usually used in boring, innocuous tasks, even though some attempt is made to provide vocational training in many institutions.

[...] She bore up as well as when she was conducting three-hour Seth sessions, although today’s experiment lasted something like five or six hours. [...]

If your Friday get-togethers have become boring, it is to a large extent because you have both allowed them to do so, and not taken the lead in directing the conversations along more responsible lines. [...]

[...] For one thing, there is no such thing as heaven, and for another, if there were you would be bored. [...]

This does not mean that every one in your present acquaintanceship has been known to you, and it certainly does not imply a boring record played over and over again, for each encounter is a new one in its own way. [...]

[...] The spirit of Island One realizes that it would find the old conditions quite boring now, and the new alterations fill it with pleasing excitement and challenge. [...]

[...] As will be seen, the question bore fruit.

[...] It then struck me this evening that the discussion between Jane, Bill and I, over Jane’s new work, bore some rather remarkable parallels to that opening dream sequence, and I wondered whether that portion of the dream could have been clairvoyant. [...]

[...] Unjustifiably because the pigheaded husband was, forgive my pun, a bore. [...]

[...] At once Jane and I named them Billy Two and Mitzi: Billy Two, obviously, because he was also a tiger cat and bore a strong resemblance to the dead Billy; Mitzi because with her longer, black and white fur she at once reminded me of the Mitzi who’d belonged to the Butts’s next-door neighbors when I was a child. [...]

[...] I have found that for me working from a model is rather boring and somehow limiting. [...]

[...] The object also bore earlier crease marks from a vertical fold. [...]

[...] As I mentioned earlier, she did marry a cavalry officer, and bore him many children.

And if we are not all hearts and flowers, let it be said that hearts and flowers as a steady diet could become quite boring.

[...] It bore typing and writing on one side only. [...]

[...] In his own way Ruburt always concentrated upon one challenge at a time — boring in, so to speak, and ignoring anything else that might distract him.

[...] Debbie had pointed out a photograph of it in a local real estate catalog, and we were quite aware that it bore a good resemblance to the house we’d considered buying in Sayre, Pennsylvania, in the spring of 1974.³ Besides being bungalows, both houses were of about the same age, and even of similar colors.

[...] This slip bore the date, August14,1966. [...]

[...] Bill Ward’s artwork arrived in a large rectangular package, but contained no tissue paper and bore no ribbons or string; it was instead sealed with tape. [...]

(Both letters of January 25 from F. Fell to Jane, although on different-sized paper, bore fold marks that revealed either one could have been enclosed in the experimental object, which is an envelope front from F. Fell, postmarked January 25. [...]