“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] “If something dies in your head, a cell maybe, something also dies in the outside world: an insect, a person. [...]

[...] Maybe that’s all I’m responsible for — odd thought — what else did I, do I, feel responsible for? [...]

“Later in the dream, maybe at night, I was sitting on a couch with some close friends, as at a small party. [...]

[...] Maybe I’ve just translated all the mixed-up feelings about my father and the house there and everything into Midge. [...]

(Maybe, I thought, the experience was a delayed reaction to the projection suggestions. [...]

[...] The sound was like a supervoice; maybe like Nature speaking, or something, not the way a person would speak.”)

[...] Possibly some knowledge on the part of the Jews, not specific maybe, but suspected, that this would happen, and a political realization of its consequences—beneficial to the Jews, that prevented warnings. [...]

[...] Maybe we’ll get more on it after break …”

(November 2, Monday, 11:30 AM: Feeling of vibration, body and bed, maybe three minutes duration. [...]

We’d felt the same way when Willy had died three years ago, and now — as she had then — Jane said sadly: “If I could answer our questions about that cat’s death, maybe I could answer our questions about everything….”

[...] I know you love me, but maybe you get sick of my running your life or something like that....”

[...] Maybe England, but someplace cold and foggy.

([Brad:] “It is just that after so many job rejections I have begun to feel that maybe they are right; if my last prospect, a good one, does not come through, I cannot help but feeling that it is truly the end. [...]

[...] Maybe later you can.”

[...] “And just maybe, with the Malba episode, I picked up knowledge of her life from the same source.”

[...] I also believe he was in a group with four men, maybe something to do with a string of shells, also.”

“Well, I don’t know—maybe that’s all I can do tonight,” Jane finally said, with a bit of an embarrassed grin. [...]

[...] Maybe I was delirious? [...]

[...] “Maybe you dreamed Mike died,” Rob said.

[...] Maybe Dad can do it better.” [...]