“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Her eyes were closed for the most part and she sat leaning forward in her chair.)

[...] Much of the time she sat leaning forward with her head down somewhat. [...]

[...] Jane was 19.) He could not relate to another adult, and when in his eyes she joined the league of adulthood he would not have been able to retain his strong leaning toward her.

[...] Twice she made determined efforts to write larger; when she did she wrote very large and with much force, and the letters leaned at odd angles and had a stiff feeling to them. [...]

[...] He looks for your approval and reaction, and your own responses have been excellent in that regard (leaning forward stiffly). [...]

[...] Both of you lean toward self-denial, sometimes too acutely. [...]

[...] (Amused, eyes closed, Jane leaned forward.) Now let us see. [...]

[...] Both of you even refuse to think of using the table in the garage, so Ruburt forces his body into the most unnatural of positions so that he can lean upon the car. [...]

[...] Its most important benefit, however, was that it freed Ruburt from mentally seeing himself in only one corner of one room, and immediately aroused his normal leanings toward love of whatever home you share.

[...] Jane, as Seth, leaned forward, intent and amused.)

[...] Jane leaned back on the couch.)

[...] Psychologically there exists within a given individual the latent leaning toward a multitudinous variety of so-called diseases, these tendencies being picked up through early conditioning and environment.

[...] She now can take, say, ten steps at a time, leaning on her typing table, instead of the one or two previously possible. [...]

(I smiled at Seth as “he” leaned toward me. [...]

[...] (Ironically, leaning forward for emphasis.)

[...] For certain portions of their personalities, under different circumstances, tempered differently, have leanings in those directions. [...]

[...] While you are freeing yourself you recognize within your psyche a leaning in that direction, and so you lash out whenever you hear such ideas, not realizing that you lash out against yourself.

[...] Since this is our analogy, we can stretch it as far as we like — far further than any artist could stretch his canvas (leaning forward humorously). Therefore, there is no need to limit ourselves. [...]

[...] To my surprise I saw that she was leaning back in her chair with her eyes closed once more. [...]

[...] (Eyes closed, smiling, Jane leaned toward Pete.) Now, my dear young man, quite innocently, you have made an early and understandable error. [...]

[...] Many artists have strong psychic leanings, whether or not they admit them. [...]