Quotes on Moustache

The rest of my days I'm going to spend on the sea. And when I die, I'm going to die on the sea. You know what I shall die of? I shall die of eating an unwashed grape. One day out on the ocean I will die — with my hand in the hand of some nice-looking ship's doctor, a very young one with a small blond moustache and a big silver watch.

A kiss without a moustache, they said then, is like an egg without salt; I will add to it: and it is like Good without Evil.