When The Devil Drives, Needs Must.

He Must Needes Go That The Dyvell Dryveth.

An Ill Winde That Bloweth No Man To Good.

When The Steede Is Stolne, Shut The Stable Durre.

What Is Got Over The Devil's Back Is Spent Under His Belly.

The Loss Of Wealth Is Loss Of Dirt, As Sages In All Times Assert; The Happy Man's Without A Shirt.