So justice while she winks at crimes,
So justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes.
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So justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes.
We shall fight against them, throw them in prisons and destroy them.
Well does Heaven have care that no man secures happiness by crime.
They were being driven to a prison, through no fault of their own, in all probability for life. In comparison, how much easier it would be to walk to the gallows than to this tomb of living horrors!
Nor cell, nor chain, nor dungeon speaks to the murderer like the voice of solitude.
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.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
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.
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.
The most anxious man in a prison is the governor.
Money will determine whether the accused goes to prison or walks out of the courtroom a free man.
A country is in a bad state, which is governed only by laws; because a thousand things occur for which laws cannot provide, and where authority ought to interpose.
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.
He had drawn many a thousand of these rations in prisons and camps, and though he'd never had an opportunity to weight them on scales, and although, being a man of timid nature, he knew no way of standing up for his rights, he, like every other prisoner, had discovered long ago that honest weight was never to be found in the bread-cutting. There was short weight in every ration. The only point was how short. So every day you took a look to soothe your soul - today, maybe, they haven't snitched any.
If we were brought to trial for the crimes we have committed against ourselves, few would escape the gallows.
Body is a home, a prison and a grave.
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.
Experts and the educated elite have replaced what worked with what sounded good. Society was far more civilized before they took over our schools, prisons, welfare programs, police departments and courts. It's high time we ran these people out of our lives and went back to common sense.
There are few better measures of the concern a society has for its individual members and its own well being than the way it handles criminals.
It becomes not a law-maker to be a law-breaker.
It is not at the table, but in prison, that you learn who your true friends are.
If we look at Houston, which is a very environmentally toxic place, we find that it has one of the highest levels of young men going to prison and also among the highest levels of illiteracy in the country.
I don't like jail, they got the wrong kind of bars in there.
Two men look out the same prison bars; one sees mud and the other stars.
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