“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

in a place where nobody knew.

Nobody can steal them away,

[...] Nobody’s perfect, nor do we even need perfection.

(4:33 p.m. Nobody, Jane noted as soon as she was out of trance, interrupted us for anything. [...]

[...] “Then if nobody comes in, I’ll start the session anyway. [...]

[...] Nobody challenged me, asking for its return. [...]

[...] Maybe nobody find—maybe nobody find us ...” [...]

[...] You were kicked by the mob, because after you threw in your baby boy, nobody gave a damn. [...]

[...] The staff was very busy; nobody hung around. [...]

[...] One: She transferred stuff about excommunication into the loss of companionship — that nobody would want anything to do with you if you crossed them up. [...]

[...] Nobody has to tell you to do it.

[...] “Wow,” Jane said after she came out of trance, “nobody’ll like that. [...]

[...] Nobody else in the class is interested in wasting time.”)

(The result here, Jane said, was that she wanted to end the session, but couldn’t get her own voice back, and “nobody helped her out.” [...]

[...] Well, the sexton, he read some but not much, nobody else could. [...]

[...] I saw nobody else.

[...] “There’s a fantastic correlation between seasonal variations and the length of thoughts that nobody’s suspected. [...]

[...] “Nobody else put those demands upon you; you chose them.” [...]

[...] I saw nobody else, and recall nothing else of the office itself. [...]

(“Do you mean you have nobody helping you where you are?”)