“With the approach of autumn, a layer of long golden fur grows over their bodies. Golden in the purest sense of the word, with not the least intrusion of another hue. Theirs is a gold that comes into this world as gold and exists in this world as gold. Poised between all heaven and earth, they stand steeped in gold.”

—Haruki Murikami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland And The End Of The World; translated by Alfred Birnbaum, 1991.