The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
The common argument that crime is caused by poverty is a kind of slander on the poor.
We don't seem to be able to check crime, so why not legalize it and then tax it out of business.
The only real prison is fear, and the only real freedom is freedom from fear.
Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
In prisons, those things withheld from and denied to the prisoner become precisely what he wants most of all.
No matter how you seem to fatten on a crime, that can never be good for the bee which is bad for the hive.
We have initiated programs for re-entry offenders, since some 500,000 to 600,000 offenders will come out of prison each year for the next three or four years. We want to have positive alternatives when they come back to the community.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
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.
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 just remember that disturbing feeling of walking into that prison, the complete loss of privacy, the complete loss of stimulation, dignity.
Nor cell, nor chain, nor dungeon speaks to the murderer like the voice of solitude.
The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
There are dreadful punishments enacted against thieves; but it were much better to make such good provisions, by which every man might be put in a method how to live, and so to be preserved from the fatal necessity of stealing and dying for it.
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.