My own plans are made.
While I can, I sail East in the Dawn Treader.
When she fails me, I paddle East in my coracle.
When she sinks, I shall swim East with my four paws.
And when I can swim no longer, if I have not reached Aslan's country, or shot over the edge of the world in some vast cataract, I shall sink with my nose to the sunrise.
-Voyage of the Dawn Treader; C.S. Lewis
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