“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I gave him another chance to back out. [...]

[...] I think of looking at the other apartments now, before the dream is over, but realize that if I do I run the chance of forgetting this part of the dream, and I want to write it down.

[...] There are some people who believe that life is meaningless, that it has no purpose, and that its multitudinous parts fell together through the workings of chance alone. [...]

[...] He has a good chance, now, of keeping it.

The essay form gave us chances for at least a minimal study of the various forms our creative learning experiences have taken to date. [...]

[...] Jane thought that in the previous session she had quite often received the answer to my questions mentally, before the board had a chance to spell them out. [...]

[...] The cat was not hurt, now, simply to give you a chance to support it, but the chance is there.

[...] But there is still a chance for you to insure his recovery.

[...] Their feelings can run something like this: “If I’m meant to live, these drugs won’t hurt me, and if I’m meant to die, what difference does it make what I take?” They are taking a certain kind of chance with their own lives, however — those who indulge in such activities — and the stakes can be high.

[...] On the chance that Seth might speak briefly I readied my note paper. [...]

[...] My chance to show how independent I am about doing just that arose much sooner than I’d expected it to — in tonight’s session, in fact. [...]

[...] Its import varies according to the individual — and in a certain fashion, death is your last chance to make a statement of import in any given life, if you feel you have not done so earlier.

[...] Nor can you prove scientifically that the creation of the world was the result of a chance occurrence—so you will not be able to prove what I am going to tell you either. [...]

[...] I can only say that it is possessed by “the need” to lovingly create from its own being; to lovingly transform its own reality in such a way that each most slight probable consciousness can come to be (long pause); and with the need to see that any and all possible orchestrations of consciousness have the chance to emerge, to perceive and to love.

[...] The two women spent the day going over the manuscript, and I had a chance to read some of it also. [...]

[...] If we were as science maintains—only creatures formed by elements combining mindlessly in a universe itself created by chance, surrounded everywhere by chaos—then how could we even conceive of the idea of meaning or order?

[...] Jane wanted to stay there and I liked the idea, but since I had only thirty dollars I was afraid to chance a strange city with so little, and we headed north to my parents’ home in Pennsylvania. [...]

[...] I was doing some samples for a business venture with a relative that offered a chance of rather handsome monetary rewards if successful; our agreement was that Jane would hold a temporary job in the meantime.

[...] I told Jane to stay home and went to the store and quit her job for her; by chance the manager was not there at the time.

[...] Your company will not survive, period, unless it enlarges its concepts and takes chances upon young medical inventors.

[...] Your judgment of people will stand you in good stead here, but you must join all your forces and tell yourself that you have made up your mind, for this is your one chance now, as you have lived your life, to shape a strong area of reality.

(Resume at 4:40, before I had a chance to discuss that with her.)

[...] My answer was that I’d gladly do the sitting around if she wanted to, on the chance that we might get some helpful material—especially about her own condition.

(I’d debated with myself about not telling Jane the insurance news until I had a chance to ask Seth about it while she was in trance, but soon decided that wouldn’t be fair. [...]

[...] Give them a chance at it and see what develops. [...]

[...] It would give you the chance to explore different aspects of nature, quite simply, some different species of plants or animals, but one in which water itself is the ever-pervading main element. [...]