Body is a home, a prison and a grave.
Shyness is the prison of the heart.
One should respect public opinion insofar as is necessary to avoid starvation and keep out of prison, but anything that goes beyond this is voluntary submission to an unnecessary tyranny.
Federal prison, if you get any of it, you're going to have to do 85% of it. And the reason why I called it that is because I had a friend who got sent to the federal joint and his whole... it wasn't about him being in jail. He cried about the 85%.
The number of laws is constantly growing in all countries and, owing to this, what is called crime is very often not a crime at all, for it contains no element of violence or harm.
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
A man who has no excuse for a crime, is indeed defenseless!
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
Adversities such as being homeless and going to prison has made many people stronger.
He who profits by a crime commits it.
How dreadful it is when the right judge judges wrong.
Nelson Mandela and Malcolm X came out of prison stronger.
Man is condemned to be free.
It becomes not a law-maker to be a law-breaker.
No matter how you seem to fatten on a crime, that can never be good for the bee which is bad for the hive.
Care should be taken that the punishment does not exceed the guilt; and also that some men do not suffer for offenses for which others are not even indicted.
There is a point at which even justice does injury.
It is the spirit and not the form of law that keeps justice alive.
The most anxious man in a prison is the governor.
There is no greater punishment of wickedness that that it is dissatisfied with itself and its deeds.
It was only when I lay there on the rotting prison straw that I sensed within myself the first stirrings of good. Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not between states nor between social classes nor between political parties, but right through every human heart, through all human hearts. And that is why I turn back to the years of my imprisonment and say, sometimes to the astonishment of those about me, bless you, prison, for having been a part of my life.
Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
Women have worked hard; starved in prison; given of their time and lives that we might sit in the House of Commons and take part in the legislating of this country.
I know how men in exile feed on dreams of hope.
