Uber is a bezzle (the magic interval when a confidence trickster knows he has the money he has appropriated but the victim does not yet understand that he has lost it). Every bezzle ends.

He was annoyed at having to get out to open the green gates, and then it was on down past the olive groves and the vineyards to the villa, in which I was hostaged for eleven days.

The unbalanced terms of the treaty was a trigger point for the war.

The universe exists, said the father: somebody must have made it. If that somebody exists, said I, somebody must have made him. I grant that for the sake of argument, said the Oratorian.