“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I believe he was about four inches tall, and I saw his skis twisted over each other as he fell.

[...] Who is more real than I for I take up so many inches of space? [...]

[...] Blackish fish, some of it only a few inches long, some much longer, averaging maybe a foot in length. [...]

(I then asked Jane to move a few inches forward. [...] For me, the change in feature appeared to take place on a plane an inch or so in front of Jane’s actual physical features. [...]

[...] The feeling grew until each of my fingers felt themselves to be several inches in diameter. [...]

(The flooring took a series of long shallow steps down, each step being perhaps two or three inches deep. [...]

While I sleep and lie stretched out,
Eyelids closed and pupils dark,
Who walks wide-eyed downstairs
Through the door in the cold night air,
And travels where I have never been?
Who leaves clear memories in my head
Of people I have never met?
Who takes these trips while I
Never lift one inch from bed?
Who dreams?

[...] It is a fluorescent lamp with a shade about 18 inches long. [...]

[...] I wrote it down as usual; then, walking over to me, grinning but also intent, she took the pen from my hand; she herself wrote the word down at the top of the page, in letters 3/4 of an inch high, and underlined it heavily for emphasis in no uncertain terms.)

[...] The painting is made up of many three-quarter-inch squares of brilliant color.

[...] Especially when he took to piling pigment up to a thickness of a quarter of an inch in such paintings as “The Jewish Bride”—a masterwork. [...]

[...] The flood crested within fifteen minutes of the time Jane had given, and within three inches of her projected high-water mark. [...]

[...] On the table lay Jane’s ring, an inch from an ashtray. [...]

[...] Since it is a heavy-bodied pigment, it was built up in spots on the object as much as 1/32 of an inch thick. [...]

(Actually, each sketch, perhaps four inches square, was done to solve technical problems I was concerned with in the series of portraits I am painting. [...]

“It was also obvious that the mirror image sat several inches lower down than Jane herself sat. [...]

[...] I staggered around in the kitchen, taking six-inch steps with more than a little effort and caution. [...]

[...] The movement, less than half an inch, I’d say, did change physical relationships of body to chair. [...]

[...] The candle burned with a low flame, one perhaps a quarter-inch high. [...]

Again, the dream world exists in a very personal, vivid and valid manner, but the dream world does not take up so many inches or feet or yards or acres. [...]