I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
I’ve recited this litany often. And it’s not so much “I must not fear” as “I must not let fear control me”. There’s also the old Boy Scout laws. “A scout is…” trustworthy, loyal, helpful, couteous, kind, cheerful, thrifty, BRAVE, clean, reverent. And being brave isn’t not having fear, it’s doing the right thing IN SPITE of fear.