“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] (Long pause.) For those who may seem like gods to you, killing is no crime, for there is no such thing as even the illusion of death. [...]

One animal chasing and killing its prey serves the greater purpose of preserving the balance of nature, whether or not the animal is aware of this — and again, the animal’s intent is not evil. [...]

[...] There have been bloody wars fought on the same account, and private persecutions in which those who did not agree with one or another’s religious dogmas were quite simply killed “for the good of their souls.”

These mass killings are your nation’s way of pinpointing an extremely dangerous inner trend, that otherwise could have far more severe worldwide consequences. [...]

When and if it is killed by its brothers, this is not an act of cruelty but an innate understanding that the creature can no longer operate physically without agony; a quite natural euthanasia is involved, in which the “patient” also acquiesces. [...]

[...] If looks could kill, the children would have died on the spot.

She did in fact go to a bookstore, but in so doing she killed two birds with one stone, so to speak, for she found your address in the phone book, but also just happened to run into Miss Dineen—and that was something that only a thorough canvassing of the town might produce.

[...] Newborn animals either die quickly and naturally, painlessly, before their consciousnesses are fully focused here, or are killed by their mothers — not because they are weak or unfit to survive, but because the [physical] conditions are not those that will produce the quality of life that makes survival “worthwhile.”

[...] The movie on TV’s channel 2 was a bloody tale of youths being killed one by one by wicked, deranged men, near monsters, in dark summer woods. [...]

[...] (One of our cats nearly killed a young robin today, and Jane is trying to nurse it back to health.) The episode however was one of a series of interruptions of your private hours, and I do seriously recommend that you be allowed your work period without disturbance.

In the cats’ deaths, both inherited the peculiar illness, which was a virus, that killed them. [...]

[...] At first shock I thought it was a deer that might have been killed by a car the night before, say. [...]

[...] You grow in understanding, and if you kill, then it is necessary that you learn what it means to be a victim and so you become a victim if you choose. [...]

[...] Jane was six years old when her grandmother was killed by an automobile while going to a neighborhood store to buy Shredded Wheat. [...]

[...] In time terms, the “present” animal had to be killed for food — not the “past” animal. [...]

[...] Jim agreed that it might be a good idea for him to begin reading back sessions while Jane and I were holding our Wednesday night sessions, thus killing two birds with one idea. [...]

[...] Whether or not the automobile is a sensory hallucination, it can kill you, he said. [...]

In the cats’ deaths both cats inherited the peculiar illness, which was a virus, that killed them. [...]

[...] It is fashionable to say: “You are what you eat” semicolon; that, for example, “You must not eat meat because you are killing the animals, and this is wrong.” [...]

[...] Once you ‘killed your enemy,’ (and therefore yourself) — like the Roman soldier in Jerusalem — and realized it, did something change the counterpart connection? [...]