Fate Leads The Willing, And Th' Unwilling

If The Skies Fall, One May Hope To Catch Larks.

I Owe Much; I Have Nothing; The Rest I Leave To The Poor.

Never Did A Great Man Hate Good Wine.

Row On [whatever Happens]. [lat., Vogue La Galere.]

War Begun Without Good Provision Of Money Beforehand For Going Through With It Is But As A Breathing Of Strength And Blast That Will Quickly Pass Away. Coin Is The Sinews Of War.