It was only when I lay there on the rotting prison straw that I sensed within myself the first stirrings of good. Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not between states nor between social classes nor between political parties, but right through every human heart, through all human hearts. And that is why I turn back to the years of my imprisonment and say, sometimes to the astonishment of those about me, bless you, prison, for having been a part of my life.
It is impossible to go through life without trust: That is to be imprisoned in the worst cell of all, oneself.
No written law has been more binding than unwritten custom supported by popular opinion.
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.
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
Corporal punishment falls far more heavily than most weighty pecuniary penalty.
He had drawn many a thousand of these rations in prisons and camps, and though he'd never had an opportunity to weight them on scales, and although, being a man of timid nature, he knew no way of standing up for his rights, he, like every other prisoner, had discovered long ago that honest weight was never to be found in the bread-cutting. There was short weight in every ration. The only point was how short. So every day you took a look to soothe your soul - today, maybe, they haven't snitched any.
I was put into jail as I was going to the shoemaker's to get a shoe which was mended. When I was let out the next morning, I proceeded to finish my errand, and, having put on my mended shoe, joined a huckleberry party, who were impatient to put themselves under my conduct; and in half an hour -- for the horse was soon tackled -- was in the midst of a huckleberry field, on one of our highest hills, two miles off, and then the State was nowhere to be seen.
Fast closed with double grills And triple gates–the cell To wicked souls is hell; But to a mind that's innocent 'Tis only iron, wood and stone.
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.
The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
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.
A Sunday school is a prison in which children do penance for the evil conscience of their parents.
The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.
Faults of the head are punished in this world, those of the heart in another; but as most of our vices are compound, so also is their punishment.
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
Money will determine whether the accused goes to prison or walks out of the courtroom a free man.
It is hard, but it is excellent, to find the right knowledge of when correction is necessary and when grace doth most avail.