“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] As the meaning for the words, that meanings that you understand, as the electromagnetic realities that speed out from Ruburt’s lips, and all of these things you register and understand. [...]

[...] You have been denying your own feelings for some time, or only giving lip service to them, and we will have to set you straight and free.

[...] I also saw full-face heads, usually in sections, as half a face, etc., coming closer to me, usually with the lips moving soundlessly. [...]

[...] Except for lip service, you do not encourage Ruburt in physical pursuits at all, or reward him for any accomplishments in that area when they do show. [...]

[...] You will instead project all the qualities you do not think you possess upon someone else, do them lip service, and hate the other individual for possessing them. [...]

[...] Her lips were very close to my ear as she talked. [...]

The condition with the teeth simply resulted from keeping a tight upper lip, clamping down the jaw. [...]

[...] Her features wrinkled up, her lips drew back distastefully. [...]

[...] Though my eyes are wide open, it is Seth who looks out and smiles at Rob; Seth who speaks through my lips, discussing the nature of reality and existence from the viewpoint of someone not confined to the three-dimensional world.

[...] But on this particular night, Rob watched, amused, while Seth told him in no uncertain terms what he thought of my experiment — using my own lips to do it! [...]

[...] But in one way or another … those words continue to be spoken, whether through these lips, or through the sound of leaves, or through the invisible music of your own cells. [...]

[...] Mother answered, but though I saw her lips move plainly, I could not hear what she said. [...]

[...] His lips were wide, indenting deeply at [...]

[...] I’m Seth,” my lips spoke.
He began walking my body about
As if getting accustomed to arms and legs.
I’d never been so astonished,
To be locked out of myself like that.

[...] His secrecy [he was very tight-lipped] is the result of these past experiences. [...]

[...] I did remember her describing an older woman in shabby clothes, whose lips were moving as though she was talking to Jane; there was no sound. [...]

[...] It was not warm to the touch except at the edge of the lip, and even here it was only warm.