Crimes lead one into another; they who
Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
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Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
Fast closed with double grills
And triple gates – the cell
To wicked souls is hell;
But to a mind that's innocent
'Tis only iron, wood and stone.
In the halls of justice, the only justice is in the halls.
As we grow in wisdom, we pardon more freely.
Crimes generally punish themselves.
Women now have choices. They can be married, not married, have a job, not have a job, be married with children, unmarried with children. Men have the same choice we've always had: work, or prison.
Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
We who live in prison, and in whose lives there is no event but sorrow, have to measure time by throbs of pain, and the record of bitter moments.
Experts and the educated elite have replaced what worked with what sounded good. Society was far more civilized before they took over our schools, prisons, welfare programs, police departments and courts. It's high time we ran these people out of our lives and went back to common sense.
The number of laws is constantly growing in all countries and, owing to this, what is called crime is very often not a crime at all, for it contains no element of violence or harm.
Two men look out the same prison bars; one sees mud and the other stars.
When the Nazis came for the communists, I remained silent; I was not a communist. When they locked up the social democrats, I remained silent; I was not a social democrat. When they came for the trade unionists, I did not speak out; I was not a trade unionist. When they came for me, there was no one left to speak out.
Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton.
Well does Heaven have care that no man secures happiness by crime.
The world is a prison in which solitary confinement is preferable.
Reality becomes a prison to those who can’t get out of it.
To be in prison so long, it's difficult to remember exactly what you did to get there.
Let us remember that justice must be observed even to the lowest.
Society prepares the crime; the criminal commits it.
Every instance of a man's suffering the penalty of the law is an instance of the failure of that penalty in effecting its purpose, which is to deter.
The guilt of enforced crimes lies on those who impose them.
Justice is that virtue of the soul which is distributive according to desert.
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.