muckseen
John Wilkes Booth killed Abraham Lincoln in a theatre booth. Well, to be fair, it was more of a box than booth, but John was definitely a Booth so I guess that sort of counts.
There was a thief who lived outside my window. He stole my time when I chased him down and he stole my heart when I caught him. For years I tried to get him to give it back, but he kept it in a safe, in a cupboard, in a house, in a country that was far away. So I stole his heart and kept it instead. A thief begets a thief, like love begets love.