When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
The public have more interest in the punishment of an injury than he who receives it.
If two people fight on the street, whose fault is it? Who is the criminal? It is the government’s responsibility because the government has not educated the people to not make mistakes. The people have inadequate, incompetent education, so they make mistakes! It is such a fraud.
I just remember that disturbing feeling of walking into that prison, the complete loss of privacy, the complete loss of stimulation, dignity.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
Mere factual innocence is no reason not to carry out a death sentence properly reached.
To my mind, to kill in war is not a whit better than to commit ordinary murder.
Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Can be retentive to the strength of spirit; But life, being weary of these worldly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself.
I asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
There is no greater punishment of wickedness that that it is dissatisfied with itself and its deeds.
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
Definition, rationality, and structure are ways of seeing, but they become prisons when they blank out other ways of seeing.
We who live in prison, and in whose lives there is no event but sorrow, have to measure time by throbs of pain, and the record of bitter moments.
Justice is that virtue of the soul which is distributive according to desert.