“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

He grew afraid of drinking, lest his inhibitions be dropped, and he began getting impressions about other people, and telling them. [...]

[...] Lest people decide that you were lax or lazy or irresponsible, you were determined to show that you not only worked as hard as they did, but harder. [...]

[...] They had to do with my religious upbringing, my joy and appreciation of my creative abilities, and my fear of using them at the same time, lest they lead me astray—or lead my followers astray. [...]

[...] You are concerned lest the freer style itself implies a lack of permanency, in that you wonder how well others will relate to it as time passes.

Ruburt did feel that it was not safe to let go, lest relaxation mean death. [...]

Lest we forget, action is another word for inner vitality. [...]

[...] I won’t keep you any longer, lest you grow impatient with me tomorrow. [...]

[...] In a fashion they served as regulators that he felt at one time allowed him to live on an even course, tempering spontaneity or psychic exploration lest it progress too quickly for him to follow, yet also protecting him from other distractions so that he could continue his explorations. [...]

[...] I do not suggest, you see, that he do this on purpose daily, lest it develop psychologically into a self-sacrificial ritual. [...]

[...] Jane was much relieved that I could move her, and surprised, but I had my doubts about being able to do that on a longer-term basis: I dared not endanger my own physical condition lest I be unable to take care of her otherwise, regardless of how poorly or with what ill grace I might do that. [...]

[...] While you desire it and feel it necessary, you also to some extent are afraid of it, lest it cut you off too much from your fellows.

Ruburt begins with the large philosophical issues, and somewhat purposefully adopted a thinking pattern at least, or a method of operation, that to some extent ignored details, lest he become too involved in them—in, say, slaying a multitudinous number of detailed paper dragons. [...]

[...] In some societies or tribes, the old or infirm were killed lest their care take too much attention from the able-bodied and endanger the group.

(To Rachel.) I will not mention journeys that certain people do not remember, over here, lest it seem that I am reprimanding them, and far be it from my intent. [...]

[...] They did not speak of the human beings who had to know what migrations of animals would roam through their land — and when and where, and at what phase of the moon — lest they starve….

He was taught to be very cautious lest that livelihood be taken away. [...]

[...] He is still frightened, and will be worried lest he become too involved in it, but he is willing to handle that on a conscious level now, which is another important change in beliefs.

[...] I was instantly concerned lest Jane physically injure her hand, so hard were the blows, several now in succession. [...]

[...] The self could be trusted least of all, however, so that Ruburt felt a necessity to criticize his procedure and performance, lest he was leading you and he both down a Freudian garden path.

(Long pause at 9:25.) Some other civilizations have believed that illness was sent by demons or evil spirits, and that the world was full of good and bad spirits, invisible, intermixed with the elements of nature itself, and that man had to walk a careful line lest he upset the more dangerous or mischievous of those entities. [...]