“What is this "mac and cheese"? Is that a black thing?”

“Bunny takes another bite of his Big Mac and knows what everybody who is into this sort of things knows - that with its flaccid bun, its spongy meat, the cheese, the slimy little pickle and, of course, the briny special sauce, biting into a Big Mac is as close to eating pussy as, well, eating pussy.”

“Don’t eat cheese. There are a million things to eat that are not cheese.”

“I can't help but see myself in them. The Seelie are who I was before my sister died. Pink, pretty, frivolous Mac. The Unseelie are who I've become, carved by loss and despair. Black, grungy, driven Mac.”

“What a friend we have in cheeses.”

“What happens to the hole when the cheese is gone?”

“Orion nodded, then asked, “Dwarf cheese?”
“Cheese made by dwarfs.”
“Oh,” said Orion, relieved. “They make it. It’s not actually…”
“No. What a horrible thought.”
“Exactly.”

“What is a harp but an over-sized cheese-slicer with cultural pretensions?”

“A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.”

“Will it taste like cheese!?”