“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Because of the intenseness of their waking experience, the chemical excesses build up at a faster rate. [...]

[...] At the moment I panicked, I was suddenly pulled backward through the air faster than I’d come, if that was possible. [...]

[...] Her voice was quiet but faster than before, so the following short account consists of the excerpts I noted down. [...]

[...] When he feels panicky your loving touch—a light quick massage or embrace—acts as quickly on the nervous system as anything else, and far faster than any medicine. [...]

“To some extent tonight’s relatively brief session should remove senses of urgency on your parts, or of self-criticism, that make you question when or how [you] can ‘learn to make’ the magical approach work in any specific way—that is, why you cannot learn to make the approach work in, say, helping Ruburt’s condition in a faster, more effective fashion.”

[...] Her pace was good, and grew faster as the experiment progressed.)

[...] Her dictation was also faster, though she paced at her usual rate. [...]

Had you been able to act in the physical world, you could have directed your anger where it belonged, against the stupidity, and because of your calm exterior you could have helped conquer it in a faster and more efficient manner than Ruburt did. [...]

[...] Resume at a faster pace at 11:40.)

[...] On the average it is now much faster during these experiments than it used to be.

(Jane once again resumed with her eyes closed, and at a little faster pace, at 9:37. [...]

[...] She was now talking somewhat faster, using many gestures, and pacing more rapidly. [...]

[...] By now her pacing was somewhat faster. [...]

(Jane began speaking at a much faster pace. [...]

[...] Seth however began to talk faster than I could follow, so for the balance of the session I recorded key words and phrases and filled in between as soon as the session ended, while memory was still fresh. [...]

[...] Her voice was good; her pace was much faster while giving this material than in any of the previous sessions. [...]

[...] My body grows very relaxed, but my mind has a strange feeling of motion as if something I’m trying to comprehend is going past me too fast to follow; yet I keep trying to twirl faster myself to catch up. [...]

[...] One such instance is described in Appendix 7 for Volume 1: her reception of the material for a book called The Way Toward Health. At that time she tuned in to a different “neurological speed,” a faster one, so that much of the book was available to her at once. [...]

[...] They move faster than the speed of light. [...]

[...] Her pace was faster, and after a few sentences she rose to her feet once more. [...]

[...] She’s produced many more paintings than I have in my own more conventional, more plodding way [although now I’m working faster than I used to]. [...]

[...] Tomorrow he was to take the bus from Schuylerville to mail his weekly set of strips to the syndicate via the faster service provided by the post office in Saratoga Springs. [...]