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If you listened to your own conversations now and then with—if you will forgive me—an objective ear, you could both often cut some of your troubles short, or nip them in the bud. [...]

If you will forgive me for the analogy, imagine that your present self is like a suit of clothing that you have put on, and when you are looking for the nature of reality, imagine that you take this suit of clothing off in the same way that a child discards its clothing before playing in the water in the springtime. [...]

[...] (Pause for a cigarette.) I am a part of you, then, the part that always hated your job, and can scarce[ly] forgive you for keeping it so long. [...]

(2. “The one thing about an ancient existence [like mine], if you will forgive the term, is that old hatreds do not last because you learn to have a sense of humor … Love, on the other hand, even with a sense of humor, becomes highly precious and large enough so that it can contain old hates very nicely.”

Now, you have, if you will forgive me, consistently chosen those males within whom you sensed feminine qualities. [...]

[...] If you will forgive me, I do not think we should use time in the session with your question about your friend’s poetry. [...]

[...] You had to grow taller, if you will forgive me for using another analogy.

(Long pause.) In physical reality, if you will forgive me, life is the name of the game—and the game is based upon value fulfillment. [...]

[...] Each personality, therefore, is its own man or, if Ruburt will forgive me, is its own woman. [...]

[...] You will have to forgive me but I am not really irritated, dear friends, with this desire for demonstrations. [...]

(Looking at me:) I am speaking so directly as if our friend were here, because the emotional rapport is stronger, and if you will forgive me Joseph, when I look at you, you see, I am seeing our friend instead.

Ruburt, at the age of I believe seventeen, began a poem with the line, and if he will forgive me I will quote: “The end overshadows the beginning,” end of quote. [...]

(Pause.) Science has until recently provided you with a unified belief system that is only now eroding—and if you will forgive me (smile), your space voyages have simply been physical attempts to probe into that same unknown that other peoples in other times have tried to explore through other means. [...]

Even Chestnut Beads, written so long ago, published in an obscure-enough—forgive me (humorously)—pulp magazine, reaches out into time, and affects a woman’s movement that then did not exist in your terms: Ruburt’s imaginative act in writing Chestnut Beads was that concentrated.

[...] I didn’t know whether to attempt to forgive him or demand life imprisonment, for example. [...]

[...] Now if you listen without listening too hard, in any intimate moment you can hear your molecules shout, if you will forgive me, with their own optimism. [...]

[...] It is, if you will forgive me, too well-tamed — yet all in all you’ve done wonders. [...]

[...] To follow their multidimensional activity however is another matter — (humorously:) a pun — and you need, if you will forgive me, a speedier means.

[...] A mole or mark on one of the feet—a possible weak point in the right elbow—given to high exuberance, quick moods—but not forgiving. [...]

(9:47.) The two of you do not have children, yet you do indeed not only have mental children, but you are—if you will forgive the term—psychic or mental parents to many thousands of people. [...]

[...] The whole matter, if you will forgive my pun (smile) on matter is highly intriguing, and we shall have several sessions at least, dealing with the reality of sense data, and the unreality, comparatively speaking, of matter itself.