In A Thousand Pound Of Law There's

He That Uses Many Words For Explaining Any Subject, Doth, Like The Cuttlefish, Hide Himself For The Most Part In His Own Ink.

It Is A Foolish Sheep That Makes The Wolf His Counselor.

He That Cannot Abide A Bad Market, Deserves Not A Good One

A Wonder Then It Must Needs Be,-that There Should Be Any Man Found So Stupid And Forsaken Of Reason As To Persuade Himself, That This Most Beautiful And Adorned World Was Or Could Be Produced By The Fortuitous Concourse Of Atoms.

The More You Rub A Cat On The Rump, The Higher She Sets Her Tail.