Wicked deeds are generally done, even with impunity, for the mere desire of occupation.
I have paid no poll-tax for six years. I was put into a jail once on this account, for one night; and, as I stood considering the walls of solid stone, I could not help being struck with the foolishness of that institution which treated me as if I were mere flesh and blood and bones, to be locked up...I saw that, if there was a wall of stone between me and my townsmen, there was a still more difficult one to climb or break through, before they could get to be as free as I was. I did not for a moment feel confined, and the walls seemed a great waste of stone and mortar.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
Intellectual despair results in neither weakness nor dreams, but in violence. It is only a matter of knowing how to give vent to one's rage; whether one only wants to wander like madmen around prisons, or whether one wants to overturn them.
Society has used the juvenile courts to create a caste system where there are throw-away people.
Adversities such as being homeless and going to prison has made many people stronger.
Money will determine whether the accused goes to prison or walks out of the courtroom a free man.
They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.
One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
The difference between tax avoidance and tax evasion is the thickness of a prison walls.
Federal prison, if you get any of it, you're going to have to do 85% of it. And the reason why I called it that is because I had a friend who got sent to the federal joint and his whole... it wasn't about him being in jail. He cried about the 85%.
They were being driven to a prison, through no fault of their own, in all probability for life. In comparison, how much easier it would be to walk to the gallows than to this tomb of living horrors!
I asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator.
It is not at the table, but in prison, that you learn who your true friends are.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.