Jesters do oft prove prophets.

Laughter almost ever cometh of things most disproportioned to ourselves and nature. Laughter hath only a scornful tickling.

He who laugheth too much, hath the nature of a fool; he that laugheth not at all, hath the nature of an old cat.

Big head, little wit.

I used to think that everyone was just being funny. But now I don’t know. I mean, how can you tell?