Self is the only prison that can bind
Self is the only prison that can bind the soul.
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Self is the only prison that can bind the soul.
It becomes not a law-maker to be a law-breaker.
Shyness is the prison of the heart.
America is the land of the second chance – and when the gates of the prison open, the path ahead should lead to a better life.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.
While crime is punished it yet increases.
Written laws are like spiders' webs, and will, like them, only entangle and hold the poor and weak, while the rich and powerful will easily break through 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.
Laws do not persuade just because they threaten.
The reformative effect of punishment is a belief that dies hard, chiefly I think, because it is so satisfying to our sadistic impulses.
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
One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be.
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
Women now have choices. They can be married, not married, have a job, not have a job, be married with children, unmarried with children. Men have the same choice we've always had: work, or prison.
The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.
It is not at the table, but in prison, that you learn who your true friends are.
I just remember that disturbing feeling of walking into that prison, the complete loss of privacy, the complete loss of stimulation, dignity.
I have paid no poll-tax for six years. I was put into a jail once on this account, for one night; and, as I stood considering the walls of solid stone, I could not help being struck with the foolishness of that institution which treated me as if I were mere flesh and blood and bones, to be locked up...I saw that, if there was a wall of stone between me and my townsmen, there was a still more difficult one to climb or break through, before they could get to be as free as I was. I did not for a moment feel confined, and the walls seemed a great waste of stone and mortar.
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.
I existed in a world that never is - the prison of the mind.
Two men look out the same prison bars; one sees mud and the other stars.
Well does Heaven have care that no man secures happiness by crime.
Steal goods and you’ll go to prison, steal lands and you are a king.