Corporal punishment falls far more heavily than most weighty pecuniary penalty.
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.
Kill a man, and you are an assassin. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone, and you are a God.
Educate your children to self-control, to the habit of holding passion and prejudice and evil tendencies to an upright and reasoning will, and you have done much to abolish misery from their future lives and crimes to society.
Justice is justice though it's always delayed and finally done only by mistake.
What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.
We have our own system, ... and journalists in our system are not put in prison for embarrassing the government by revealing things the government might not wish to have revealed. The important thing is that our system, under which journalists can write without fear or favor, should continue.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
To my mind, to kill in war is not a whit better than to commit ordinary murder.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
Fear can be like a prison. It is, however, a self made prison. Many are imprisoned by fear. No one else can liberate them from this prison. Others may inspire them but they must liberate themselves.
I submit that an individual who breaks a law that conscience tells him is unjust, and who willingly accepts the penalty of imprisonment in order to arouse the conscience of the community over its injustice, is in reality expressing the highest respect for the law.
Virtue pardons the wicked, as the sandal-tree perfumes the axe which strikes it.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
I wrote a million words in the first year, and I could never have done that outside of prison.