“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] And even when I speak silently, I speak with a loud and unmistakable voice. [...]

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.

[...] Her Seth voice wasn’t loud, but it had a lot of quiet energy and a deeper tone that I could feel quite noticeably. [...]

And now (loudly) I bid you a fond good evening.

[...] The hour is late, and my friend Ruburt did not want me to speak loudly for long. [...]

Now I do not mind your chasing the cat (Seth’s voice was suddenly loud; I had taken a swipe at our cat Willy with my notepaper, when he was about to jump up into Jane’s lap), but chasing my foot is another matter… this energy is then picked up by the families of the students, and their lives indirectly benefited.

[...] Jane said she really cried out loud—calling my name out to help her get well, and so forth. [...]

Now (rather loudly:) the pendulum.

[...] Giving up chasing bugs, he now was busily tearing a small carton apart in the living room closet; the noise was surprisingly loud and came close to interfering with my hearing Jane clearly.)

[...] As he has done before occasionally, he gave a loud cry and jumped at Jane’s ankles as she paced back and forth. [...]

[...] Unaware of the passage of time, she then was awakened out of a sound sleep, not dreaming either, by a thunderously loud voice which shouted to her or at her: “Good night!” Marian told us this was so real to her, so loud and unmistakable, filling the entire room as with thunder, that she sat bolt upright in bed, fully awake and quite frightened. [...]

(Loudly.) End of session. [...]

(Loudly and with amusement:) I have plenty of comments about your personal situations, but I wanted to get back into the book first.

(Traffic noise was loud. [...]

(“You were much more forceful, loud, and fast,” I said approvingly. [...]

[...] They weren’t loud but very melodious and softly syllabled. [...]

[...] Instinctively I spoke to him rather loudly, afraid he’d shock Jane out of trance. [...]

[...] Whereupon Jane loudly and humorously returned as Seth, leaning forward for emphasis, her eyes wide and dark:)

[...] “I hope Seth doesn’t talk too loud,” Jane said as we waited for him to come through, “or I might lose that tooth.” [...]

[...] Your present father secretly admires Loren’s apparent easy sociability, not knowing that Loren is forced to laugh and shout loudly, just as your father is more or less forced by his own personality to sit silent and sullen.

[...] She made loud noises of effort. [...]

When I come through in an emotional manner at all, this is often transformed into the loud voice, an overvolume, a static. [...]