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2. The world as we know it， after all， began in a very good garden， a completely satisfying garden—Paradise—but after a while the owner and the occupants wanted more.
after all：毕竟；终究；终于
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最伟大的信任
The Greatest Trust
佚名 / Anonymous
Last night I was driving from Harrisburg to Lewisburg， Pa， a distance of about 80 miles. It was late. I was late and if anyone asked me how fast I was driving， I’d have to plead the Fifth Amendment to avoid self-incrimination. Several times I got stuck behind a slow-moving truck on a narrow road with a solid white line on my left， and I was clinching my fists with impatience.
At one point along an open highway， I came to a crossroads with a traffic light， I was alone on the road by now， but as I approached the light， it turned red and I braked to a halt. I looked left， right and behind me. Nothing. Not a ear， no suggestion of headlights， but there I sat， waiting for the light to change， the only human being for at least a mile in any direction.
I started wondering why I refused to run the light. I was not afraid of being arrested， because there was obviously no cop around， and there certainly would have been no danger in going through it.
Much later that night， after I’d met with a group in Lewisburg and had climbed into bed near midnight， the question of why I’d stopped for that light came back to me. I think I stopped because it’s part of a contract we all have with each other. It’s not only the law， but it’s an arrangement we have， and we trust each other to honor it： we don’t go through red lights. Like most of us， I’m more apt to be restrained from doing something bad by the social convention that disapproves of it than by any law against it.