“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Ruburt thought of wearing shoes, and when you came home he wore them until nap time. [...]

[...] We’d never had a session away from home. [...]

Then, on our return home, Rob had another idea. [...]

[...] We think this a good reference to the fact that my begonia at the office, which modeled for the object, is a descendant of the plant here at home. [...]

(In addition, Jane has asked me at various times to bring home a slip from this office plant, so that she can start another pot; she has been quite impressed with my descriptions of how well the office plant has been doing.

[...] How Jane got much worse as soon as we got back home from tour. [...]

When he thinks in such terms he sees an old woman, crippled and alone, incapacitated, in a home, and the fear brings a feeling of powerlessness, not one of strength. [...]

Your rumbling tread might shake its tiny home beneath certain floorboards, or in the crevices between. [...] An ant born at three o’clock in the afternoon, when Miss X comes home with her boyfriend, is apt to have a hard time of it — for the couple runs about exuberantly, shaking all of the establishment, and tumbling the dust in the inner crevices.

[...] You need not fear that subconsciously you are going to invite hordes into your home, nor that Ruburt will subconsciously do so.

[...] This morning I took David Yoder home from the hospital, and this afternoon I took our tiger cat, Billy, to the veterinarian. [...]

[...] Certainly a connection with all of this is the call Jane received from Andrija Puharich a few days ago; he wanted her to see what she could get about physics; he’d been to a meeting of physicists at Princeton University, Wheeler’s home base; he’d given Jane the names of some well-known physicists who were interested in what psychics could get, but she hadn’t remembered any names.)

[...] You never felt a responsibility to go out, but a responsibility to stay home and work.

Play your radio—another example—and the two of you dance to it at home if you want. [...]

(Last night Jane held her ESP class at the home of Ruth Klebert, and was very successful in demonstrating table tipping. [...]

[...] You forget your home so that you can return to it enriched.

[...] or “I must stay at home, hide from the world, keep myself restrained lest I give into images of self-grandeur.” [...]

[...] She’d cried several times as we talked — mourning most of all, I thought, that she would probably never get home again, see the house and grounds, and so on. [...]

[...] She will hardly notice that she has entirely moved in, for she will feel so at home. [...]

[...] The crazy thing is that I spent my childhood in Bangor, Maine, and when we moved to New York State I wouldn’t give New York as my home. [...]

[...] “Now he rationalizes his desire not to leave home. [...]

[...] The store is located a couple of blocks from the Brenner home, and just off North Wilbur Avenue. [...]

[...] Indeed, I haven’t been to Sayre in many months, even though my old home town is only 18 miles away. [...]

Jane has been home from the hospital since last Sunday, March 28. [...]

[...] A sign warning of infection was put on the door of 3B9, Jane’s room, and stayed there until she went home. [...]

[...] In the meantime your being home also meant that he was face to face with you. [...]

[...] Ruburt will use his creative ability in fiction yet, in a way that he could not have otherwise, to bring home the reality and dimension of human personality.

[...] The more intimate home classes will help him develop his own abilities also.

[...] Are these a good idea at this time?” Saratoga Springs is Jane’s home town.)