“‘You don’t like buttermilk, or nothing else. You’re like a starving person whose stomach is shrunk up from not having any food. You’re shrunk up from not wanting nothing.’
“‘I want to get to San Francisco,’ Lorena said. ‘It’s cool, they say.’
“‘You’d be better off if you could just enjoy a poke once in a while,’ Augustus said, taking one of her hands in his and smoothing her fingers. ‘Life in San Francisco is still just life. If you want one thing too much it’s likely to be a disappointment. The healthy way is to learn to like the everyday things, like soft beds and buttermilk—and feisty gentlemen.’”
Larry McMurtry, Lonesome Dove