“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Last night, the washing machine in the cellar sprang a leak, a pipe rupturing, and flooded the cellar. [...]

[...] The story sprang out of the hilarious way she’s taken to addressing Mitzi in regard to that cat’s gifts from heaven; I’ve been telling her that the affair would make a great children’s book.³ In the several pages she wrote this evening Jane presented her material quite humorously, in a manner reminiscent of, yet different from, her second Seven novel, The Further Education of Oversoul Seven, and her Emir.⁴

[...] His writing, as much as art does, sprang from periods of deep thinking, isolation, and involved strong tendencies to go inward more or less alone.

(Then, as though a switch clicked on, the thrilling swept over me from foot to head quite strongly; it sprang up from my left foot.

[...] I said to myself, “Am I really going to make a good sale soon?” [meaning a book or story] and the words, “Evelyn’s grandmother,” sprang to mind. [...]

[...] I look back on you as the selves from which I sprang, yet I am more than the sum of what you will be when you are finished with the dimensions and times that I have known.

With no transition at all, I sprang up to a sitting position in bed. [...]

[...] I have said, for example, that the universe expands as an idea does, and so the visible universe sprang into being in the same manner. [...]