Passion

For thou hast been 

As one, in suff'ring all, that suffers nothing;

A man that Fortune's buffets and rewards,

Hast ta'en with equal thanks; and blest are those

Whose blood and judgment are so well commeddled

That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger

To sound what stop she please. Give me that man

That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him

In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, 

As I do thee.  

Hamlet, Act III, Scene II