“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] This morning I took the lawn mower out to the shop a couple of miles outside town on Wellsburg Road. [...]

[...] A rural town perhaps 49th parallel. [...]

[...] You can for example find a comfortable compromise between isolation that is relatively complete, and an apartment in the heart of town.

[...] It was someone called Danny Olson, from a small town in Missouri. [...]

[...] The sect, called the People’s Temple, had been created by Jim Jones, a charismatic fundamentalist who had eventually been hounded out of the U.S. for many reasons, to then set up his town for his devoted religious followers in Guyana. [...]

[...] And with a traffic problem in the heart of town. [...]

[...] It is not nearly as easy to see that the same applies to man and his mental and physical environment, his town or country or culture, but the infant trusts from the very first moment.

[...] One of those former students, who now lives out of town, had a rather heavy cold—and now I think that for the first time in many years we too may be developing colds. [...]

[...] Now as Jane paused in her delivery I heard the town sander moving powerfully up Holley Road past our kitchen windows. [...]

[...] When I asked her if she wanted to be buried or cremated, she expressed no strong wish for either mode, but finally chose cremation — maybe because I said what would I do if I wanted to move out of town a few years after she’d been buried. [...]

[...] In the meantime we drove around the deserted college town, and stopped once for a drink in a hot little bar. [...]

[...] At 10 P.M. Mondays and Wednesdays, Dr. Instream would concentrate on an object in his study in the town in which he lived. [...]

My house was in the busiest, northwestern part of the city, just beyond what you would call the heart of town. [...]

[...] They came secretly into town, hiding as much from other Jews as from Romans. [...]

There is much I will say at a later date, having to do with Ruburt’s truly idiotic performance in visiting the supposed medium in your town.

[...] It would be much better for him also if he stayed out of the investigation that he so gleefully entered into with Peggy Gallagher, concerning the so-called mediums in your town.

[...] [He’s out of town.] They seem to work well for her. [...]

[...] The name of the town appears on the bill. [...]

[...] Her hometown also began with an M; she was from out of town. [...]

[...] Dr. Instream wanted Seth to concentrate on naming a particular object, though, upon which he would be concentrating in the distant town in which he lived. [...]

[...] Then to my amazement I saw that the supposed animal was actually the broken remnants of a hollow, life-sized metal statue of a deer that had stood for years in the front yard of a house on Harrison Street, in Sayre, at the other end of town. [...]

[...] Indeed, I haven’t been to Sayre in many months, even though my old home town is only 18 miles away. [...]

[...] Two years later Polly left town. [...]

(Then we talked about her grandparents in connection with Jane and Marie; her grandmother’s death; the lawsuit against the town, which I don’t think I’d heard about before; welfare; Jane’s grandfather, Joseph Burdo, and her feelings for him, and so forth. [...]

“Yes, I was really going to town.” [...]

[...] Are these a good idea at this time?” Saratoga Springs is Jane’s home town.)