I sometimes wish that people would put a
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
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I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
Probably the only place where a man can feel really secure is in a maximum security prison, except for the imminent threat of release.
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.
Organized crime in America takes in over forty billion dollars a year. This is quite a profitable sum, especially when one considers that the Mafia spends very little for office supplies.
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
When it comes to freedom, we are but prisoners of our own desires.
Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
The contagion of crime is like that of the plague. Criminals collected together corrupt each other; they are worse than ever when at the termination of their punishment they re-enter society.
Concepts of justice must have hands and feet to carry out justice in every case in the shortest possible time and the lowest possible cost. That is the challenge to every lawyer and judge in America.
It is better that ten guilty persons escape, than that one innocent suffer.
No written law has been more binding than unwritten custom supported by popular opinion.
Crimes generally punish themselves.
And while God had work for Paul, he found him friends both in court and prison. Let persecutors send saints to prison, God can provide a keeper for their turn.
You stuff somebody into the American dream, and it becomes a prison.
We are prisoners of ideas.
Extreme justice is extreme injustice.
The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
Hard cases, it is said, make bad law.
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.
If punishment reaches not the mind and makes not the will supple, it hardens the offender.
To try to raise a son from inside the prison walls is a very difficult thing. But I want to say to the world my son at 16 was the one who tried the most to get me out of prison.
~Jim Bakker
As we grow in wisdom, we pardon more freely.
How dreadful it is when the right judge judges wrong.