There are only two places in the world where time takes precedence over the job to be done. School and prison.
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.
To try to raise a son from inside the prison walls is a very difficult thing. But I want to say to the world my son at 16 was the one who tried the most to get me out of prison.
It is impossible to go through life without trust: That is to be imprisoned in the worst cell of all, oneself.
Before we can diminish our sufferings from the ill-controlled aggressive assaults of fellow citizens, we must renounce the philosophy of punishment, the obsolete, vengeful penal attitude. In its place we would seek a comprehensive, constructive social attitude - therapeutic in some instances, restraining in some instances, but preventive in its total social impact. In the last analysis this becomes a question of personal morals and values. No matter how glorified or how piously disguised, vengeance as a human motive must be personally repudiated by each and every one of us.
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.
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
Nor cell, nor chain, nor dungeon speaks to the murderer like the voice of solitude.
I just remember that disturbing feeling of walking into that prison, the complete loss of privacy, the complete loss of stimulation, dignity.
If it's near dinner-time, the foreman takes out his watch when the jury has retired, and says: "Dear me, gentlemen, ten minutes to five, I declare! I dine at five, gentlemen." "So do I," says everybody else, except two men who ought to have dined at three and seem more than half disposed to stand out in consequence. The foreman smiles, and puts up his watch:--"Well, gentlemen, what do we say, plaintiff or defendant, gentlemen?
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.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
If you want total security, go to prison. There you’re fed, clothed, given medical care and so on. The only thing lacking…is freedom.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
I am certain that nothing has done so much to destroy the juridical safeguards of individual freedom as the striving after this mirage of social justice.
If punishment reaches not the mind and makes not the will supple, it hardens the offender.
Crime is a logical extension of the sort of behavior that often [is] considered perfectly respectable in legitimate business.
Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton.
The only effect of public punishment is to show the rabble how bravely it can be borne; and that every one who hath lost a toe-nail hath suffered worse.