Fear the wolf ahead, fear the tiger behind, fear here and there until fear turns you into a slave

Hesitation is the tax of the poor, indecision is the root of failure

Set out today; yesterday is already dead. Look back once, and the oasis turns into a desert

The weak wait for the storm to pass; the strong walk into the storm—if you are afraid, you have already lost

I do not bargain with fear; I ally only with action

Press forward bravely, never retreat even half a step

Once you set out today, you will never look back

At the end of the desert there must be an oasis; since I have set out, why fear the yellow sand

Persist without fail until success; while there is still breath, keep moving forward

The weak wait for the storm to pass; the strong walk into the storm