It isn't true that convicts live like
It isn't true that convicts live like animals: animals have more room to move around.
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It isn't true that convicts live like animals: animals have more room to move around.
The difference between tax avoidance and tax evasion is the thickness of a prison walls.
To be in prison so long, it's difficult to remember exactly what you did to get there.
Well does Heaven have care that no man secures happiness by crime.
While crime is punished it yet increases.
Virtue pardons the wicked, as the sandal-tree perfumes the axe which strikes it.
In prison, you get the chance to see who really loves you.
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.
I existed in a world that never is - the prison of the mind.
Reality becomes a prison to those who can’t get out of it.
The severest justice may not always be the best policy.
On a planet that increasingly resembles one huge Maximum Security prison, the only intelligent choice is to plan a jail break.
Crime is a logical extension of the sort of behavior that often [is] considered perfectly respectable in legitimate business.
The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
It is better that ten guilty persons escape, than that one innocent suffer.
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
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.
A Sunday school is a prison in which children do penance for the evil conscience of their parents.
Whatever you think of de Sade, he was a complex figure and we should not look for easy answers with him. He was, strangely perhaps, against the death penalty, and he was never put in prison for murders or anything like that.
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.
Civilization is maintained by a very few people in a small number of places and we need only some bombs and a few prisons to blot it out altogether.
What is crime amongst the multitude, is only vice among the few.
Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.
In the halls of justice, the only justice is in the halls.
Wicked deeds are generally done, even with impunity, for the mere desire of occupation.