“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

An artist expects his paintings to be good — or, if you will forgive a jingle: at least he should. These people expect their children to be well-balanced, healthy, spiritually keen, and so they are. [...]

[...] Many things, it seemed, were developing at once; we expected that after first break tonight Seth would comment upon them, as well as upon Monday evening’s session. [...]

[...] I’d expected anything from a whisper to a scream. [...]

[...] “What else could we expect him to say?”

[...] He believes and expects success in his hypnosis experiments, and that is why he attains success. [...]

[...] Ruburt’s abilities will expand, or his utilization of them will expand; and your own abilities in the expectation line have really begun to take a rather fantastic leap.

[...] In that regard, Ruburt’s response before such a session is natural, and to an extent magical, because he knows that no matter what he has been taught, he must to some degree (underlined) forget the questions and the mood that accompanies them with one level of his consciousness, in order to create the proper kind of atmosphere at another level of consciousness — an atmosphere that allows the answers to come even though they may be presented in a different way than that expected by the rational mind.

[...] Her own work has been going well for the most part, however—she expects to finish Chapter 12 of God of Jane tomorrow. [...]

[...] If they knew about it, I expect that most members of the scientific community would disagree with much of the excellent material Seth gave in this session. [...]

Nature took the place of the devil in an insidious sleight-of-hand that initially Darwin himself never expected. [...]

[...] And you can expect others to follow. [...]

Now, I bid you all a fond good evening and I expect to see some fancy astral footwork here next Monday evening. [...]

[...] There was strain, as could have been expected. [...]

[...] Once we were caught up I’d read her the Seth material received each week on the succeeding Saturday or Sunday until I got back to the twice-weekly routine of transcribing, early next year; I expect to do the last of the Dialogues illustrations late in January 1975.)

[...] I expect that you shall.

[...] Now the whole answer to her dilemma is in this session, and she must understand that she is capable of doing what I suggest, and that the joys and rewards will be beyond her present (underlined) expectations.

[...] As he knows his experience was indeed legitimate, and he can expect more of them.

This is not the case, for your own expectations are the actions which mold what you call the future, and it is never static and never definite; for you can change it at any moment, as any action changes any other action. [...]

[...] I expected this when I picked the object. [...]

[...] Father Ryan died of leukemia and his death was expected; it could correspond to “dying out” or “fading away”.

You can definitely expect better walking shortly. [...]

[...] Years are expected to pass before our legal system alone catches up with the scientific progress in genetics—but, ironically, continuing advances in the field are bound to complicate even further the whole series of questions.