Quotes

Punishment, that is the justice for the unjust.

A man who has no excuse for a crime, is indeed defenseless!

The solution to our drug problem is not in incarceration.

Self is the only prison that can bind the soul.

So justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes.

I asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator.

I have never been contained except I made the prison.

Virtue pardons the wicked, as the sandal-tree perfumes the axe which strikes it.

I know how men in exile feed on dreams of hope.

Reality becomes a prison to those who can’t get out of it.

We are prisoners of ideas.

I just remember that disturbing feeling of walking into that prison, the complete loss of privacy, the complete loss of stimulation, dignity.

The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.

I existed in a world that never is - the prison of the mind.

While crime is punished it yet increases.

Whatever is worthy to be loved for anything is worthy of preservation. A wise and dispassionate legislator, if any such should ever arise among men, will not condemn to death him who has done or is likely to do more service than injury to society. Blocks and gibbets are the nearest objects with legislators, and their business is never with hopes or with virtues.

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.

How dreadful it is when the right judge judges wrong.

Crimes generally punish themselves.

Kill a man, and you are an assassin. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone, and you are a God.

One crime is everything; two nothing.

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.

Prison, dungeons, blessed places where evil is impossible because they are the crossroads of all the evil in the world. One cannot commit evil in hell.

Intellectual despair results in neither weakness nor dreams, but in violence. It is only a matter of knowing how to give vent to one's rage; whether one only wants to wander like madmen around prisons, or whether one wants to overturn them.

You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.