Children of Guiding Light

Children Of Guiding Light

The following are characters from the American soap opera Guiding Light who are notable for being the children of important characters, but as minors do not warrant their own articles.

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Read more about Children Of Guiding Light:  Leah Bauer, R.J. Jessup, Henry Lewis, Max Lewis, Clarissa Marler, Jason Marler, Kevin Marler, Colin O'Neill, Sarah Randall, Maureen Reardon, Hope Santos, Robbie Santos, Emma Spaulding, James Spaulding, Peyton Spaulding, Will Winslow

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    For the child whose impulsiveness is indulged, who retains his primitive-discharge mechanisms, is not only an ill-behaved child but a child whose intellectual development is slowed down. No matter how well he is endowed intellectually, if direct action and immediate gratification are the guiding principles of his behavior, there will be less incentive to develop the higher mental processes, to reason, to employ the imagination creatively. . . .
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    Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
    And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear
    That is delicate as the skin over a girl’s wrist.
    Suddenly I realize
    That if I stepped out of my body I would break
    Into blossom.
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