“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Quietly however, do not crash into pieces.

[...] Jane’s voice had become very quiet, quieter than at any previous time. [...]

[...] After some time on that particular day I realized that all was quiet—too quiet—out there in the living room. [...]

[...] Did Jane, did Seth, watch me make the two pen-and-ink drawings of my beautiful wife as she lay so quietly in her bed, at peace at last? [...]

[...] Someone commented that the presence of a minister must have quieted everyone down, since no one was saying much.

[...] And as he spoke of the beginnings of the world, I began to play with the idea of quietly ending my own private sphere of existence. [...]

[...] I thought of this as Jane sat quietly in her Kennedy rocker, waiting for Seth to come through. [...]

“Now, I have made my friend Ruburt sit fairly quietly for some time, so out of the goodness of my heart I will now end our session; though I may indeed drop in a word now and then.”

Now: Dictation (quietly).

[...] “I can’t do it,” she said quietly. [...]

[...] I sat opposite Jane in our quiet, softly-lit living room, working on these notes while I waited for her to take off her glasses and go easily into trance. [...]

“Each cell believes in a better tomorrow (quietly, with amusement). I am, I admit, personifying our cell here, but the statement has a firm truth. [...]

[...] [Personally, I just wish I had more time to sit quietly and reread some of her poetry.]

[...] Although Seth/Jane started out in a relatively quiet manner on this last delivery, another voice display, perhaps even better, began to develop. [...]

[...] Sitting very quietly on the couch, Jane took another long pause. [...]

[...] We finished correcting the proofs for Mass Events during our very quiet celebration of the year-end holidays, and early in January I mailed the book to Tam.