Kill a man, and you are an assassin. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone, and you are a God.
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.
Forgiveness, that noblest of all self-denial, is a virtue which he alone who can practise in himself can willingly believe in another.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.
A Sunday school is a prison in which children do penance for the evil conscience of their parents.
The uneven impact of actual enforcement measures tends to mirror and reinforce more general patterns of discrimination (along socioeconomic, racial and ethnic, sexual, and perhaps generational lines) within the society. As a consequence, such enforcement (ineffective as it may be in producing conformity) almost certainly reinforces feelings of alienation already prevalent within major segments of the population.
There are only two places in the world where time takes precedence over the job to be done. School and prison.
I have paid no poll-tax for six years. I was put into a jail once on this account, for one night; and, as I stood considering the walls of solid stone, I could not help being struck with the foolishness of that institution which treated me as if I were mere flesh and blood and bones, to be locked up...I saw that, if there was a wall of stone between me and my townsmen, there was a still more difficult one to climb or break through, before they could get to be as free as I was. I did not for a moment feel confined, and the walls seemed a great waste of stone and mortar.
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.
Prison makes you a better judge of character. You pick up on people much faster.
The perfection of a thing consists in its essence; there are perfect criminals, as there are men of perfect probity.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
Society has used the juvenile courts to create a caste system where there are throw-away people.
There is no greater punishment of wickedness that that it is dissatisfied with itself and its deeds.
Faults of the head are punished in this world, those of the heart in another; but as most of our vices are compound, so also is their punishment.