“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I won’t claim that residues of it may not be buried within my psyche (and within Jane’s), but it’s very difficult to stay mad when one agrees with the simple but most basic and profound idea that you do create your own reality.

[...] On the other it was part of his method, a way of intensifying focus, increasing perception in a small area while also ensuring safety, so that inner excursions would be balanced by [conditions in his exterior environment] … He sees that the challenge has been won, and now it is time to take up the next one, to apply the power of the will to certain physical areas.

[...] Jane’s publisher still has plenty of “lead time” for the production of the book, since it won’t be marketed until the fall of 1975.

[...] Since the session began at nine and lasted until midnight, I won’t attempt to include it all. [...]

[...] The ad copy extols the virtues of Rosemont White dinnerware: …you won’t think twice about using it every day, and you’ll show it off when company comes, too.

[...] Since the Carter forces won the fight to keep the convention “closed” during its first, Monday session, this assures Carter the nomination on the first ballot. [...]

(Don’t worry about checking data so carefully to begin with; that is, get materializations first or you won’t have anything to check. [...]

Won’t save him, even once

Now, like then, we close the living room door so we won’t hear the phone or be interrupted by visitors. [...]

[...] Won’t he take the question as a sign that the point needs to be clarified?”)

[...] The sad part is that you probably won’t be able to understand it. [...]

[...] Replying to all of those who have asked: So far I haven’t had the time to do more than short essays on art, Seth, the fairly recent deaths of my parents, and a few other topics for Through My Eyes. Certainly I won’t be able to work steadily on the project until Volume 2 of “Unknown” Reality is ready for publication.

Company projections are that the entire cleanup at TMI won’t be completed until the end of 1988—more than nine years after the accident took place. [...]

[...] But instead: “Well, I guess I’ll do a Seth thing tonight,” she announced, rather to my surprise, “but it won’t be long at all….” [...]

In the other probability, Ruburt’s desire at that time won. [...]

[...] We won’t bother doing that book of his, I know, but I could get it — the whole thing. [...]

[...] It won’t disturb Seth.”

[...] / But I won’t stay home /
alone again, / appliances turned down / halfway, waiting.”

[...] I preferred the small-town life, but had about exhausted my professional options after doing medical illustrations for the local but well-known Robert Packer Hospital (some drawings won prizes in traveling exhibitions), working briefly in radio, painting signs, and so forth. [...]