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.
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.
I don't like being famous - it is like a prison. And driving for Ferrari would make it far worse.
It is hard, but it is excellent, to find the right knowledge of when correction is necessary and when grace doth most avail.
No man survives when freedom fails. The best men rot in filthy jails, and those who cry 'appease, appease' are hanged by those they tried to please.
The contagion of crime is like that of the plague. Criminals collected together corrupt each other; they are worse than ever when at the termination of their punishment they re-enter society.
I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world; And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.
Kill a man, and you are an assassin. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone, and you are a God.
I am an expert of electricity. My father occupied the chair of applied electricity at the state prison.
In a civilized society, all crimes are likely to be sins, but most sins are not and ought not to be treated as crimes.
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.
The perfection of a thing consists in its essence; there are perfect criminals, as there are men of perfect probity.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
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.
I never told a victim story about my imprisonment. Instead, I told a transformation story - about how prison changed my outlook, about how I saw that communication, truth, and trust are at the heart of power.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
If you want total security, go to prison. There you’re fed, clothed, given medical care and so on. The only thing lacking…is freedom.