Until it was nothing more than a gray paper moon, hanging in the sky.
1Q84, Haruki Murakami, Book 3
I finally realized that I need her, that I want to see her and talk to her about all kinds of things. But I haven't been able to track her down. I suppose I should have started looking for her a lot sooner. It might have been much easier then.
—Tengo
Haruki Murakami, 1Q84, Book 2