There is no peace because the making of
There is no peace because the making of peace is at least as costly as the making of war - at least as exigent, at least as disruptive, at least as liable to bring disgrace and prison and death in its wake.
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There is no peace because the making of peace is at least as costly as the making of war - at least as exigent, at least as disruptive, at least as liable to bring disgrace and prison and death in its wake.
Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
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.
One crime is everything; two nothing.
Justice renders to every one his due.
I can tell you this on a stack of Bibles: prisons are archaic, brutal, unregenerative, overcrowded hell holes where the inmates are treated like animals with absolutely not one humane thought given to what they are going to do once they are released. You're an animal in a cage and you're treated like one.
The torment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and 'mangled mind' leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.
Adversities such as being homeless and going to prison has made many people stronger.
I existed in a world that never is - the prison of the mind.
It is better that ten guilty persons escape, than that one innocent suffer.
The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.
Show me the prison, Show me the jail, Show me the prisoner whose life has gone stale. And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why And there, but for fortune, go you or I.
The guilt of enforced crimes lies on those who impose them.
Shyness is the prison of the heart.
If you strike at, imprison, or kill us, out of our prisons or graves we will still evoke a spirit that will thwart you, and perhaps, raise a force that will destroy you! We defy you! Do your worst!
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.
Prison continues, on those who are entrusted to it, a work begun elsewhere, which the whole of society pursues on each individual through innumerable mechanisms of discipline.
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.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrist? And what has he been after that they groan and shake their fists? And wherefore is he wearing such a conscience-stricken air? Oh they're taking him to prison for the colour of his hair.
Steal goods and you’ll go to prison, steal lands and you are a king.
Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.