Ros: What was the last thing I said before we wandered off?
Guil: When was that?
Ros: I can't remember.
Guil: What a shambles! We're just not getting anywhere.
Ros: Not even England. I don't believe in it anyway.
Guil: What?
Ros: England.
Guil: Just a conspiracy of cartographers, you mean?
Ros: I mean I don't believe it! I have no image. I try to picture us arriving, a little harbor perhaps... roads... inhabitants to point the way... horses on the road... riding for a day or a fortnight and then a palace and the English king... That would be the logical kind of thing... But my mind remains a blank. No. We're slipping off the map.
Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead, Tom Stoppard (1967)
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