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[...] Then Del left me for some reason, and alone I tried to continue — but wound up clinging motionless to a very steep slope lest I slide way down into a deep ravine that would be very difficult to get out of. [...]

This is some material that we have not given you, lest the implications lead you to thoughts of insignificance. [...]

The church could not trust revelations, lest new orders might come to contradict the old ones, to upset the spiritual status quo, and hence the social organization that developed about it; or that might revive old tenets once a part of Christianity but later dropped—such as a belief in reincarnation.

Now: Since our little friend over here (Ron’s daughter-in-law, Sherry) is worried lest I annoy the neighbors (very loudly), I will smile what I hope is a gentle smile, and bid you a gentle good evening, with what blessings I have to give.

[...] The mother wanted the child to stay still, was worried lest it fall. [...]

[...] The slowdown however gave him ambiguous feelings, lest success on his part meant further time from your own painting, which you would resent; so that in that respect continued success at tours would be at the expense of your valued painting time.

(Long pause at 9:56.) So controls were needed lest the conscious mind, denied full use of the animals’ innate taboos, run away with itself. [...]

[...] And take care that you look out of the windows now and then, lest you all go sailing past West Water Street. [...]

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

[...] She’s concerned, however, lest she find herself giving up on walking, at least to a greater degree than she now walks.)

[...] The female elements in the Church were always considered suspect, and in the early times of Christianity there was some concern lest the Virgin become a goddess. [...]

While trusting himself enough to use the abilities—and in a largely uncongenial social atmosphere—he still found it necessary to be highly critical, and not to rely upon the abilities too much, lest he was unknowingly as deluded as many people would certainly say he was. [...]

[...] They are in a certain fashion overly conscientious, and they fear spontaneity lest it be less than perfect. [...]

[...] Again, lest there be a sharply inquiring intellect, wondering overmuch about how the words were formed or what motions were necessary, his drawing was in the same way automatic. [...]

[...] She was so relaxed that we decided to resume the session, lest she find herself unable to if she waited too long. [...]

[...] He knows this but lest he forget I will remind him. [...]

In the beginning he was terrified lest it be taken away.

[...] Now Ruburt once felt that he had to discipline his impulses, lest they spontaneously lead him where he felt his purposes, or safety, might be threatened. [...]

[...] I am insisting that we must be very careful about making literal interpretations, lest we limit a multidimensional phenomenon by tying it down to a three-dimensional fact system.

(I was already thinking that we didn’t want to move in any direction until the insurance matter was cleared up, lest it appear that we were running scared. [...]