When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
One of the problems that the marijuana reform movement consistently faces is that everyone wants to talk about what marijuana does, but no one ever wants to look at what marijuana prohibition does. Marijuana never kicks down your door in the middle of the night. Marijuana never locks up sick and dying people, does not suppress medical research, does not peek in bedroom windows.
To make punishments efficacious, two things are necessary. They must never be disproportioned to the offence, and they must be certain.
Concepts of justice must have hands and feet to carry out justice in every case in the shortest possible time and the lowest possible cost. That is the challenge to every lawyer and judge in America.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
Justice is that virtue of the soul which is distributive according to desert.
I have been studying how I may compare this prison where I live unto the world; Shut up in the prison of their own consciences.
If we look at Houston, which is a very environmentally toxic place, we find that it has one of the highest levels of young men going to prison and also among the highest levels of illiteracy in the country.
Federal prison, if you get any of it, you're going to have to do 85% of it. And the reason why I called it that is because I had a friend who got sent to the federal joint and his whole... it wasn't about him being in jail. He cried about the 85%.
Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
The virtue of justice consists in moderation, as regulated by wisdom.
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
It isn't true that convicts live like animals: animals have more room to move around.
To be in prison so long, it's difficult to remember exactly what you did to get there.
A man will be imprisoned in a room with a door that's unlocked and opens inwards, as long as it does not occur to him to pull rather than push.
I can tell you this on a stack of Bibles: prisons are archaic, brutal, unregenerative, overcrowded hell holes where the inmates are treated like animals with absolutely not one humane thought given to what they are going to do once they are released. You're an animal in a cage and you're treated like one.
There's no greater threat to our independence, to our cherished freedoms and personal liberties than the continual, relentless injection of these insidious poisons into our system. We must decide whether we cherish independence from drugs, without which there is no freedom.