To go like a cat upon a hot bakestone.
He that cannot abide a bad market, deserves not a good one
The more you rub a cat on the rump, the higher she sets her tail.
The heart is the first part that quickens, and the last that dies.
He that uses many words for explaining any subject, doth, like the cuttlefish, hide himself for the most part in his own ink.
In a calm sea every man is a pilot.