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[...] They go out of their way to help other species, and yet they do not take pets (softly, staring at me). There were also, however, many varieties of water-dwelling mammals — some combining the human with the fish, though roughly along the lines of a combination chimpanzee-fish type, hyphen. [...]

[...] Most of the time she stared directly at me, using many gestures, speaking with many smiles and in a voice often somewhat heavier than usual because of our open windows.

[...] He sat, taking notes, as Seth dictated, stopping now and then to stare at him as he made a point. [...]

(Now Willy sat quietly at the open window, staring out into the night.)

[...] Jane resumed in a determined voice, staring at me, at 9:10.)

The rational approach, built up around this framework, insists that the best way to solve a problem is to concentrate upon it, to project its effects into the future, to ruminate upon its consequences, “to stare at the bare facts head on.”

[...] She stared at me as she spoke for the most part, although occasionally she drew upon a cigarette that she had left burning in an ashtray beside her. [...]

I wrote the list down and stared at it. [...]

Furry birds staring back up,

[...] While I sat staring at her she said:)

[...] Here Seth stared at Carl and said, “If your generation or any generation effects a change, this is the only way it will be done. [...]

When I came out of trance, Rob was smiling, Jack and Sonja looked dazed, the camera crew were staring at me and the program was over. [...]

(Pause, eyes wide, staring at me.) Now for your dream. [...]

[...] They stared at each other, the double looking as amazed as Rob was.

(“Oh?” I said—Rob and I were both laughing—“What do they do?” Seth stared at me in that penetrating way of his for several moments.)

[...] Jane stared at me, her eyes now open steadily. [...]

(See my notes of July 17, 1980.¹ Seth continued to stare at me as he proceeded in the same manner:)

(Smiling broadly, her eyes very dark, Jane stared at me. [...]

(Jane, her eyes wide open, stared at me, smiling broadly.

I stared at him. [...]