We shall fight against them, throw them in prisons and destroy them.
Well, I don't think prisons are the answer to everything, obviously.
Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
We are prisoners of ideas.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
Vices are not crimes.
Since 1957, black people have experienced double-digit unemployment - in good times and bad times. Look at the population of African Americans in prison. They represent more than half the population of prisoners in the country, 55 percent of those on death row.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
A sick person is a prisoner.
Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.
On a planet that increasingly resembles one huge Maximum Security prison, the only intelligent choice is to plan a jail break.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
No matter how you seem to fatten on a crime, that can never be good for the bee which is bad for the hive.
We don't seem to be able to check crime, so why not legalize it and then tax it out of business.
There are dreadful punishments enacted against thieves; but it were much better to make such good provisions, by which every man might be put in a method how to live, and so to be preserved from the fatal necessity of stealing and dying for it.
Wherever any one is against his will, that is to him a prison.
Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
The punishment can be remitted; the crime is everlasting.
Here the great art lies, to discern in what the law is to be to restraint and punishment, and in what things persuasion only is to work.
They took away my money, my family, and my security. Why couldn't they destroy my ideas? We will question them in court tomorrow as we trigger The Revolution of all revolutions!
It is more dangerous that even a guilty person should be punished without the forms of law than that he should escape.
It was only when I lay there on the rotting prison straw that I sensed within myself the first stirrings of good. Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not between states nor between social classes nor between political parties, but right through every human heart, through all human hearts. And that is why I turn back to the years of my imprisonment and say, sometimes to the astonishment of those about me, bless you, prison, for having been a part of my life.
Body is a home, a prison and a grave.
How dreadful it is when the right judge judges wrong.
