“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He is extremely insecure, hiding behind compulsive attention to details.

[...] Jane said the next day that we should have offered him shelter, but I didn’t feel any compulsion to do so. [...]

From the sound, the assaulting onrushing sound of traffic, if you listen you can emerge with the prize—perhaps an abstract, with the pulsating sounds transferred to rhythm and color; or perhaps again a portrait, here, of a compulsive personality, driven, and yet behind it all the purpose which is not easily seen, and the reason.

Because you try too hard when you try, because you do not relax enough and because you have this compulsive idea of getting along financially. [...]

[...] Now there is a difference between freely experimenting with and enjoying various styles of dress, attitudes and behavior — and finding yourself “lost” in a compulsion to change your appearance, attitude and behavior. [...]

[...] He is aware of the compulsion with which he acts when finances are concerned. [...]

He courted or adopted his dead brother’s characteristics and gestures not because, as it was thought, he wanted to bank upon his prestige, but because he had an inner compulsion to do so, knowing the events that would occur.

[...] For a while his energies were directed toward your plane in a strong, almost compulsive personal manner, and had Miss Callahan been ill then he would have known.

[...] As far, incidentally, as automatic speech is concerned, let me say that there is nothing compulsive in Ruburt’s speaking. [...] I have his politeness to thank that he does not interrupt me, but his speaking is not compulsive in that he is so driven.

[...] Shortly afterward, while working at home, Marian felt what she called a compulsive urge to telephone this teacher and make peace with her; Marian found herself picking up the telephone before she realized what she was doing. [...]

Ruburt’s strong feeling was correct, his compulsive feeling that you should leave Sayre. [...]

[...] Ruburt is now far more willing to make certain changes in his life than he was earlier, and he sees himself more as one of a living congregation of creatures—less isolated than before, stripped down from the superperfect (subconscious) model, and therefore no more under the compulsion to live up to such a psychological bondage. [...]

[...] There is a difference between a wholesome love for another person and a compulsive need to have that person. [...]

[...] Yet we feel no compulsion to intimately know the details of, say, Sufism or Brahmanism. [...]