We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
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.
Crime is a logical extension of the sort of behavior that often [is] considered perfectly respectable in legitimate business.
Virtue pardons the wicked, as the sandal-tree perfumes the axe which strikes it.
The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.