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[...] Jane began dictating in a rather quiet voice, and maintained it for most of the session. [...]

(She resumed in the same deliberate and quiet manner at 9:31.)

I tell you this so that you will know that if the sudden disruption of your quiet apartment is a sign of such aggression, its sudden aftermath is often a sign for stiff necks and sore gums. [...]

[...] But they became much more quiet as the session progressed.)

(Even during the session Jane’s voice was restricted, or quiet, as if she did not want to move her jaws and lips energetically.)

[...] She began speaking in trance in a quiet voice, with a few pauses, eyes open often.)

[...] The house had long since fallen quiet — a somewhat unusual situation these days, it seemed. [...]

[...] Her voice was quiet, almost conversational in manner and pace, although the speed varied at times. [...]

[...] Jane spoke while sitting down, in a quiet voice for the most part. [...]

[...] She sat with one hand to her face, her head tipped down, speaking quietly. [...]

[...] Her voice was very quiet; she sat quietly with her eyes closed for the most part. [...]

[...] Just as the session began he had been folding a newspaper; as usual Seth wasn’t bashful about asking for quiet.)

Philip, during the test data please try to be as quiet as possible. [...]

[...] Jane had spoken quietly, her eyes closed. [...]

[...] If I said: “Apples sit quietly on a table,” you would have to agree that such is sometimes the case. [...]

[...] Still, I was afraid the repetitious noise might bother Jane as she sat quietly in trance. [...]

[...] During break for the 726th session, which was held on December 16, 1974, I wrote that we planned to start looking for a house of our own as soon as I finished the illustrations for Dialogues. Our need for a certain kind of privacy and quiet has become very strong. [...]

(Lorraine’s neck felt much better, she said, and Bill’s ulcer had quieted down. [...]

In sleep, when the ego is quieted, then the self looks in other directions. [...]

[...] Her eyes were closed, her voice quiet. [...]

(Jane’s Seth voice today was quiet, and I had to listen in competition with noises outside and in the halls.)

[...] As before now Jane began to sit quietly, hands again folded in her lap; her mouth and lips began to work again, and finally the high thin voice emerged once more. [...]

[...] Christine next door is still sounding off; Teresa is either quiet or gone. [...]

[...] Now, I would like you, in this year of yours, in your quiet moments and even in your tumultuous ones, to look gently within yourselves for this living essence. [...]

[...] As I did the door opened and the Pipers entered quietly. [...]

[...] By now her voice was quieting down.)

[...] It’s sure quiet....”

[...] It was quiet in the house, and outside, too. [...]

(9:59 P.M. Her eyes closed, Jane sat quietly in her rocker for several moments before leaving her trance state. [...]

[...] Jane lay quietly on my right, her back to me. [...]

(Quietly:) I told you to take a moment while you were within a particular dream, and to use it to try to discover what had been happening within the dream before you experienced it.¹

(Still quietly:) It is true that you create your own dreams, but it is also true that you only focus upon certain portions of your dream creations. [...]

(Jane’s Seth voice was rather quiet. [...]