“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Everything else, misspellings included, is presented just as received, and is taken from my handwritten transcripts of the actual sessions.

[...] Now think of the book’s production and everything connected with it as being part of the same kind of creative activity, but in an arena where events as you think of them become the medium. [...]

[...] I also had the feeling that there are about five frameworks out there, but that everything has to come down to us through Framework 1 before we can understand it.”

The next moment my own body, the room and everything in it began to grow to tremendous size. [...] At the same time all the furniture—everything—got larger and larger. [...] Yet everything expanded in proportion, retaining its usual shape.

[...] If the room and everything in it was going to shrink as realistically as it had expanded earlier—and it was, I could tell—I just wasn’t ready for the experience.

[...] I asked her now to dictate to me exactly what she wanted me to record: “Now he’s telling us that to take conscious control of your beliefs and life and everything does involve a new manipulation of consciousness, where I’d been knocking my guts out thinking it should be something you can do real easy. [...]

[...] I hadn’t expected anything, but her Seth voice was surprisingly good and strong in spite of everything.)

[...] Hope found hereself in a fantastic meadow, you know, serene, everything was just great. [...]

(By now Jane was dictating steadily, almost as she does when speaking for Seth.) “Now everything I just said came in a flash while I was waiting for you to write down what you just wrote; but what I got originally was like a ball of string, so that as I explained it the string unraveled into the words …

[...] You are therefore a part of the source, and so is everything else manifest. [...]

[...] “I got up at 3:15 a.m., intending to write everything down — and found that the bulk of it had just vanished.

[...] A sonnet by Shakespeare that she’d read in high school had also given her the idea that her role in life was to bear children, and forget everything else. [...]

[...] The cold seems to hamper everything else one wants to do, or feel. [...]

[...] You have in the past not fully realized the abundance of energy personally open and available to you, the overflow that makes everything easy. [...]

As for our books—I can only tell you that everything is working for your favor, and regardless of any seeming conflicts. [...]

I bid you a fond good evening—and everything is working in your favor. [...]

[...] And we put some of it together simply through our conversations.¹ I also remind the reader that everything described took place within the overall context of an extended presidential campaign in this country.

[...] Of course, I couldn’t yet know everything that such a project ought to contain. [...]

[...] An independent reader had gone over our labors line by line, checking for everything from grammar and contradictions to philosophy, “flagging” questions for us by noting them on slips of pink paper taped to the appropriate manuscript pages. [...]

[...] The intellect can then realize that it does not have to go it all alone: Everything does not have to be reasoned out, even to be understood.”

[...] It seems that now literally we don’t have time in an afternoon to do half of what we’d like to—it’s like going to work and trying hard to get everything done before it’s time to go home. [...]

[...] She hadn’t gone to hydro this morning, so Georgia had given her a bath in bed, and cleaned everything up.

Everything should be done to insure that the patient is given a hand in whatever physical treatment is involved. [...]

[...] While everything seems neat and tidy within those specifications, and whole, you operate with brilliant nonchalance in the theater of time and space. [...]

[...] Everything fit together. [...]

[...] I know I can convince you of everything....” [...]

[...] I can’t reproduce everything he said, and how he said it because of the lack of time. [...]