“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] When he reached for something to the side he reached like this: his eyes did not follow the motion.

(With gestures, Seth simulated Jane reaching to one side while keeping her head and eyes facing straight forward.)

[...] He was the black hole for awhile then he ran around the other side of the set and became the white hole and the whole transfer occurred through him and the whole thing may have been a symbol and that this occurs back and forth and constantly in all of us all the time.”)

[...] For example, had your attitude been different and your whole emotional atmosphere been different, and had you in a mood of fun and free giving thrown cards upon the table when I was speaking and said, “Seth, what is on the other side of the cards?” you may have gotten an answer. [...]

[...] You [as a member of the human species] do indeed see yourself as the supreme flower of history so far, yet when you can know what is going on clearly and concisely on the other side of Elmira, and can communicate it also, then you will be as primitive and as civilized as some of those primitive people.

[...] Any fanaticism is vicious, one-sided, and limiting, causing an alarming shrinkage of focus that is explosive and dangerous.

[...] Jane’s eyes stayed closed while she shook her head from side to side. [...]

[...] This motion may be from side to side, as you gently shake yourself loose, so to speak.

[...] That is, one bar on the other side.

[...] The living room can be closed off by old-fashioned glass doors, so we closed those and had relative privacy even though the children passed back and forth on the other side. [...]

[...] It all depends on which side you are looking at the problem from.

[...] We found ourselves on the other side of the floor, shoved next to the couple’s table, dancing very close. [...]

[...] This in turn had reminded me of my dream of months ago, when from the elevator tower of the hospital I’d looked out a window to see checks from the insurance company lying on the asphalt at the side of the left front wheel of the car. [...]

(Yesterday when I got to 330 at 12:45 Jane lay on her side. [...]

(I stood on a narrow ledge at night, on a cliff side, with several men I knew well in the dream but not in waking life. [...]

[...] This is the 68th Dr. Instream experiment.) Tonight’s object is shaped like an arrow or sword, but smaller, and seems to be either dull, or sharp on one side and dull on the other, of a dull gold color, and with a rounded top.

[...] Indeed, she said the underside of the toes on her right foot tingled, as with added circulation; they were very sensitive to my touch as I massaged her with Oil of Olay after turning her on her side before supper. [...]

[...] There is a staircase leading down to a side street. [...]

That sort of exposure, in your terms, has not happened before, and of itself it forces both mind and heart to question some dictates that have been taken for granted in the past—for in the past almost any kind of destruction or war or violence was justified if it was done in God’s name, or if the soldiers were marching “on the side of right.”

[...] In their ways, the warden and guards subscribe to the same set of beliefs as that held by their prisoners — the idea of force and power is accentuated on both sides, and each believes the other its enemy.

[...] Both sides accept the concept of human aggression and violence as a method of survival. [...]

[...] Although as I lay on my back with my hands at my sides, and knew my hands were so positioned, I began to have the feeling that they were crossed at the wrist and lying upon my waist. [...]

(I did verify that they lay at my sides, however, simply by exerting a slight enough pressure downward, against the bed, to be able to feel the bed. [...]

[...] That is simply the other side of the same limiting bargain. [...]

[...] It should not be sided with aluminum or metal. [...]

[...] Eventually he moved downstairs when a larger apartment right beneath ours became available: Still later, Jane and I rented the apartment he’d had on the second floor, so that we ended up with two apartments, side by side; we needed more room by then, and didn’t want to move.

I knew when Ruburt interviewed Augustus that the young man identified Augustus Two with the left side of himself. In his normal state that side of the body contained more tension than the right.

Again, I have the impression of a white border, and perhaps on the other side, of writing. [...]

(The photograph has a white border, and a stamp with writing on the reverse side. [...]

[...] You came to and wandered through fields at night on a far side of the monastery, and came to what seems to have been a body of water.

(Jane’s pace had been on the slow side through most of the delivery. [...]