If gold knew what gold is, gold would get gold I wis.
To seek these things is lost labour; Geese in an oyle pot, fat Hogs among Jews, and Wine in a fishing net.
True praise rootes and spreedes.
Your pot broken seemes better then my whole one.
Take heed of winde that comes in at a hole, and a reconciled Enemy.
Take heed of the wrath of a mighty man, and the tumult of the people.