I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world; And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.
A man will be imprisoned in a room with a door that's unlocked and opens inwards, as long as it does not occur to him to pull rather than push.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
Forgiveness, that noblest of all self-denial, is a virtue which he alone who can practise in himself can willingly believe in another.
Written laws are like spiders' webs, and will, like them, only entangle and hold the poor and weak, while the rich and powerful will easily break through them.
The law does not pretend to punish everything that is dishonest. That would seriously interfere with business.
Mere factual innocence is no reason not to carry out a death sentence properly reached.
If you want total security, go to prison. There you’re fed, clothed, given medical care and so on. The only thing lacking…is freedom.
To make punishments efficacious, two things are necessary. They must never be disproportioned to the offence, and they must be certain.
There are only two places in the world where time takes precedence over the job to be done. School and prison.
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
To be in prison so long, it's difficult to remember exactly what you did to get there.
Virtue pardons the wicked, as the sandal-tree perfumes the axe which strikes it.
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.
When you are younger you get blamed for crimes you never committed and when you're older you begin to get credit for virtues you never possessed. It evens itself out.
The common argument that crime is caused by poverty is a kind of slander on the poor.
I was put into jail as I was going to the shoemaker's to get a shoe which was mended. When I was let out the next morning, I proceeded to finish my errand, and, having put on my mended shoe, joined a huckleberry party, who were impatient to put themselves under my conduct; and in half an hour -- for the horse was soon tackled -- was in the midst of a huckleberry field, on one of our highest hills, two miles off, and then the State was nowhere to be seen.