Many a true word hath been spoken in jest.

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.

I am as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.

All surfeit is the father of much fast.

There's her cousin, an she were not possessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty as the first of May doth the last of December.

Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts.

With caution judge of probability. Things deemed unlikely, e'en impossible, experience oft hath proved to be true.