Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
In jail a man has no personality. He is a minor disposal problem and a few entries on reports. Nobody cares who loves or hates him, what he looks like, what he did with his life. Nobody reacts to him unless he gives trouble. Nobody abuses him. All that is asked of him is that he go quietly to the right cell and remain quiet when he gets there. There is nothing to fight against, nothing to be mad at. The jailers are quiet men without animosity or sadism.
It is hard, but it is excellent, to find the right knowledge of when correction is necessary and when grace doth most avail.
The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.
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.
The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.
Wicked deeds are generally done, even with impunity, for the mere desire of occupation.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
I am certain that nothing has done so much to destroy the juridical safeguards of individual freedom as the striving after this mirage of social justice.
I was in prison, and you came unto me. Verily I say unto you, inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
~(Jesus Christ) Matthew 25:36, 40
In a civilized society, all crimes are likely to be sins, but most sins are not and ought not to be treated as crimes.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
Justice is justice though it's always delayed and finally done only by mistake.
They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.
What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.