PIONEER
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It is sometimes the man who opens the door who is the last to enter the room.—ELIZABETH A. BIBESCO, The Fir and the Palm
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Pioneering does not pay.—ANDREW CARNEGIE
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There are pioneer souls that blaze their paths
Where highways never ran.—SAM W. Foss, The House by the Side of the Road
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Not only have you opened up a new continent to our view, but you have given impetus to scientific and philanthropic enterprises which will have its effect on the progress of the world.—GAMBETTA, to Stanley
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The history of America for two hundred years after the voyage of Joliet has been the history of courageous, persistent, and successful exploration, wherein the track of the explorer, instantly serving as a trail for the pioneer, has speedily broadened into the wagon-road of invading immigrants.—GENERAL GREELY, Explorers & Travellers
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The man who makes the experiment deservedly claims the honour and the reward.—HORACE, Epistles
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O willing hearts turned quick to clay,
Glad lovers holding death in scorn,
Out of the lives ye cast away
The coming race is born.—LAURENCE HOUSMAN, The Settlers
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Look history over and you will see. The missionary comes after the whiskey—I mean he arrives after the whiskey has arrived. Next comes the poor immigrant with ax and hoe and rifle; next, the trader, next the . miscellaneous rush; next the gambler; the desperado, the highwayman, and all their kindred in sin of both sexes; and next the smart chap who has bought up an old grant that covers all the land; this brings in the lawyer tribe; the vigilance committee brings the undertakers. All these interests bring the newspaper; the newspaper starts up politics and a railroad; all hands turn to and build a church and a jail—and behold, civilization is established forever in the land.—MARK TWAIN, Hell-On-Wheels
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Conquering, holding, daring, venturing as we go the unknown ways,
Pioneers! O pioneers!—WALT WHITMAN, Pioneers! O Pioneers
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The paths to the house I seek to make,
But leave to those to come the house itself.—WALT WHITMAN, Thou Mother with Thy Equal Brood
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We cross the prairie as of old The pilgrims crossed the sea,
To make the West, as they the East,
The homestead of the free!—WHITTIER, The Kansas Emigrants
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