“What contemptible scoundrel has stolen the cork to my lunch?”
“What contemptible scoundrel stole the cork from my lunch?”
“My heart has been stolen by you.”
“He has captured my heart wholly and stolen my soul for eternity.”
“When you're corked...you're corked!”
“None of the activity stolen by work can be regained by submitting to what work has produced. - The Society of The Spectacle”