So long as free land exists, the opportunity for a competency exists, and economic power secures political power.
That coarseness and strength combined with acuteness and inquisitiveness; that practical, inventive turn of mind, quick to find expedients; that masterful grasp of material things, lacking in the artistic but powerful to effect great ends; that restless, nervous energy; that dominant individualism, working for good and evil, and withal that buoyancy and exuberance which comes with freedom - these are the traits of the frontier.
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What this quote means
The quote describes the essential traits of individuals who embody the spirit of the frontier, highlighting their strength, inventiveness, and individualism.
Frederick Jackson Turner outlines a complex portrait of frontier individuals, emphasizing their unique combination of strength, quick-wittedness, and a relentless energy that drives them to forge their own path. While they may lack artistic sensibilities, their practicality allows them to achieve significant outcomes, showcasing both the potential for good and the risks of individualistic pursuits. This expression of buoyancy and exuberance reflects the freedom that characterizes the frontier spirit.
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In a speech about innovation and progress, one could cite this quote to illustrate the spirit of inventiveness.
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All quotes →The frontier has gone, and with its going has closed the first period of American history.
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