Now, stop everything you are doing, allow your heart to race, and look at me. Theft is not to take something away or break something. It is a special crime, an elegant vice; it is an amalgam of secrets, felonies, mischief and fear. Just like Wuthering Heights' Heathcliff, I'm defined by my all-consuming passion. Stealing is a sexy prison from which there is no escape. Its psychological foundation is... unknown. Who is the slave? Who is the master? Is God watching her, has God ...