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[...] I agreed while thinking this remark over, though I at once thought of a recent instance where this could have happened in a portrait.)

[...] Van Over did sense it. [...]

(Pause.) It has a tendency to bring out the light tones of the sepia over the dark ones. [...]

[...] Jane read the four questions over—the formulae were meaningless to her—before the session, but we doubted if Seth would have time to deal with Pat’s letter and the questions in one session.

[...] It reaches out to all kinds of people over and beyond sexual lines, and you are attempting to hold it in bounds. [...]

[...] Jane stared at me for so long that I thought the session was over.

[...] It was given over to Dick because of his illness.

They married over the objection of her family. [...]

(John had told us about stopping off for a couple of drinks on the way over.)

The sense of original sin, however, which unfortunately has been made so much of, is undoubtedly in part an inner recognition of debts of this sort, hanging over the personality at birth. [...]

[...] We did not return to the house with it until 8:30, then looked it over until 8:45. [...]

[...] It appears to hang over her, but since it is too much to handle at once, she feels Seth withdrawing it, to release it to her a little at a time in the form of connected words.

(I took my pad over to our high, old-fashioned TV set. [...]

[...] You tried to switch over and pick up inside data with the outside senses, and then project this inward. [...]

(She went over them with me now, checking my placement of them on the page. [...]

[...] Often people exercise over-zealously to punish their bodies, or to force the body to respond at its best, since they do not trust it to do otherwise.

[...] If there weren’t some vital differences, we’d end up repeating this scenario over again and again.... [...]

[...] Early this morning Georgia had noticed what she took to be a swelling over the break and the ulcer on the right knee, and suspected drainage problems. [...]

Again, I remind you to keep this latest group of sessions fresh in your minds, by going over them frequently together. [...]

[...] (One minute pause, eyes closed.) The girl’s emotional condition the other evening acted indeed like a psychological bridge, over which Ruburt could pass. [...]

[...] Dr. Bernard suggests a meeting in Elmira over the Thanksgiving holidays.)

Paul’s activities over the weekend, yours, the time of your call, the fact that he did have the time today, when ordinarily he would not—all of these issues were juggled in Framework 2, to give you, now, the best possible solution, given the conditions in Framework 1, with the desires and beliefs involved.

[...] Ruburt’s general uncertainty and fears with the progress of his improvements led him to over-compensate, in muscular terms, causing lacks of balances otherwise unnecessary as the large areas of the neck and jaws began to relax and release.

[...] He is being overly cautious, realizing the strength of his commitments. [...]

[...] Large portions of the self were won over, and the symptoms began to lessen, and the energy to return. [...]

[...] You can clear these up easily when each understands exactly what the other means in given definite situations—so go over those particular events. [...]

(“I mean consistently over the past few years.”)

[...] Some personalities want to solve their strongest problems and get them over with, perhaps in a series of rather trying existences and exaggerated circumstances.

[...] “At least I wasn’t aware of anything — but now it’s all over….”)

[...] The easiness won over, though.

“Actually I think today’s experience was a different kind of approach to what happened to me when I was sleeping last night … After reading over all of this material, I see that on both occasions I was experimenting with the process it describes — trying to dip directly into a ‘sidepool’ of data and bypass usual neural connections.”

(For a while she just sat there, exclaiming over her surroundings. [...]

[...] Now she understands it and can deal with it as belief, and not as a condition of reality over which she has no control.

(Pause.) At such times there can also be strong emotional content, as of finally triumphing over psychological chaos, or even of rising from the dead. [...]

(As Seth, Jane pushed her hair back over each ear. [...]

Power does not basically imply superiority over. [...]

You cannot use the point of power to gain control over another, for your own beliefs will automatically trap you. [...]

[...] Here’s the note Jane wrote this morning and inserted in Volume 77, where I’m keeping a few sheets of paper to record the next session: “Something from Seth over the weekend—only got a little—something about earth’s grid of perception being so constructed that…. [...]

[...] Using your idea of time, I can only say that when the entire gestalt of consciousnesses that formed a particular earth have formed its reality to the best of their abilities, fulfilling their individual and mass capacities as far as possible, then they lovingly turn over that grid to others, and continue to take part in existences that are not physical in your terms. [...]

[...] I’m puzzling over how I could have had the dreams beside each other, though; it seems they should have been in sequence. [...]

[...] An overemphasis on financial matters is indeed detrimental, but if you are worrying about money you are as overly concerned with it as any miser.

(“I’m getting over that.” [...]

[...] You do have control over your thoughts if you will but exert it.

[...] (Pause over one minute.)

(She now told me that just before tonight’s session she felt a cone effect up over her head. [...]

(Jane now sat with her eyes closed for over a minute before resuming at 10:26. [...]

[...] She began to stop at intervals, exclaiming over all of those surroundings that were, of course, very familiar to us: the swooping automobiles, the street lights and neon signs, the buildings themselves, the Chemung River rolling quietly behind its dike in back of the emporium we’d just left.