I Owe Much; I Have Nothing; The

Against Fortune The Carter Cracks His Whip In Vain. [fr., Centre Fortune, La Diverse Un Chartier Rompit Nazardes Son Fouet.]

Petite Ville, Grand Renom. Small Town, Great Renown.

Appetite Comes With Eating.....but Thirst Goes Away With Drinking.

Ha! For A Divine And Lordly Manor, There Is Nothing Like Solid Ground.

One Should Never Pursue The Hazards Of Fortune To Their Very Ends Andit Behooves All Adventurers To Treat Their Good Luck With Reverence, Neither Bothering Nor Upsetting It.