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 only difference between me and my fellow actors is that I've spent more time in jail.
Every crime has, in the moment of its perpetration, Its own avenging angel--dark misgiving, An ominous sinking at the inmost heart.
Every instance of a man's suffering the penalty of the law is an instance of the failure of that penalty in effecting its purpose, which is to deter.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
Adversities such as being homeless and going to prison has made many people stronger.
To my mind, to kill in war is not a whit better than to commit ordinary murder.
Any punishment that does not correct, that can merely rouse rebellion in whoever has to endure it, is a piece of gratuitous infamy which makes those who impose it more guilty in the eyes of humanity, good sense and reason, nay a hundred times more guilty than the victim on whom the punishment is inflicted.
You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
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
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
I have been studying how I may compare this prison where I live unto the world; Shut up in the prison of their own consciences.
No written law has been more binding than unwritten custom supported by popular opinion.
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 continues, on those who are entrusted to it, a work begun elsewhere, which the whole of society pursues on each individual through innumerable mechanisms of discipline.
We who live in prison, and in whose lives there is no event but sorrow, have to measure time by throbs of pain, and the record of bitter moments.
What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.