(“I can’t believe that we can’t find ten minutes a day to go over that session for February 1,” I said, “even if we have to give up watching some TV. [...]

[...] Then, ten minutes later while we were resting, Rob said that he was going to ask if we’d ever seen such “personality fragment” images. [...]

[...] (It was Seth, incidentally, who suggested we take a five-to-ten-minute break every half hour or so.) Rob and I didn’t know what to make of this session. [...]

[...] By 5:00 I began my nap — but Jeff Karder and a nurse came in ten minutes later. [...]

[...] Personally he wouldn’t touch a medium with a ten-foot pole, but since they did exist and he knew of one, he felt duty-bound to “expose” his students to the phenomenon. [...]

There were about ten of my regular students at the session. [...]

[...] For example, the Jane Roberts of now is different from the Jane Roberts of ten years ago, though “I” have not been conscious of any particular change of identity.

[...] I cut out ten small pieces of colored construction paper, put them between the usual two pieces of Bristol board and sealed them in the usual double envelope. [...]

[...] However, you will get no appreciable amount of snow, I believe for ten days or so, though some perhaps this weekend, as Ruburt is fully aware since he heard that on the radio.

[...] Ten students in particular. [...]

[...] Ten, September. [...]

(“Ten, September. [...]

[...] Again, the ten minutes are sufficient.

Fifteen years of that at one end of the scale, he thought, and ten or fifteen in the middle with your mother on Sundays. [...]

(Rembrandt copiously achieved this effect in his later works, especially the last ten years or so of his life. [...]

[...] She had also achieved a good state yesterday, Sunday; indeed, this was the first weekend during which she had tried psy-time, and she speculated that she had overdone it by experimenting for ten days in a row. [...]

(We had two questions for Seth, since we’re trying to get into the habit of writing such down as they occur to us: 1. Jane wanted Seth to comment on why he’ll take off on something she’s read, and reinterpret it his own way, or carry it further; her question came up because he did this Monday while she’s reading Fred Hoyle’s book, Ten Faces of The Universe; 2. Jane wanted Seth to give information on her “significant” dream of last Saturday morning, July 1. She couldn’t remember any details from it, but has talked about it often; she thinks it had something to do with health.)

[...] There is an ingredient in nuts also that will aggravate certain conditions if nuts are consumed within ten hours before the drug experience. [...]

Besides this he felt highly inadequate because he knew that all the time your mother of course would have preferred two minutes with you to ten with him, so then he felt unappreciated. [...]

(I hadn’t realized that her grandfather, Joseph Burdo — “Little Daddy,” as Jane had called him — had spent a couple of years in a hospital for TB when Jane had been around ten years old. [...]

(Ten sessions after this one, Seth told Jane and me that we had been Speakers also, although he said nothing about dates or countries, or whether Jane, Ron, or I might be renewing acquaintances made in other, perhaps very ancient times. [...]

(I’d stopped asking Jane for sessions, private or regular, since most of the time it seemed obvious that she wasn’t up to it, so she rather surprised me after supper tonight by saying that if I “sat with her” for ten minutes or so she’d see if she could have a session. [...]

[...] He thought that perhaps my hand had gone to sleep—it hadn’t—don’t know how much time this took, perhaps ten minutes all in all, with hand manifestation taking up... [...]

[...] You expect your image to continue day by day, although the physical matter of your image today has not one atom or molecule within it that was a portion of your image ten years ago. The bodies that you had ten years ago are dead and gone, and you never missed them, and you do not feel dead. [...]

(Before the session Jane said she thought Seth might discuss some of the ideas in a book by Fred Hoyle, the English astronomer that she’s reading, on the ten different universes of man. [...]

[...] Now it seems to you that because you speak one sentence at any given time, rather than ten other possible versions of it, the sentence as spoken is the “correct” one. [...]