Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
Crime is a logical extension of the sort of behavior that often [is] considered perfectly respectable in legitimate business.
When the Nazis came for the communists, I remained silent; I was not a communist. When they locked up the social democrats, I remained silent; I was not a social democrat. When they came for the trade unionists, I did not speak out; I was not a trade unionist. When they came for me, there was no one left to speak out.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
Civilization is maintained by a very few people in a small number of places and we need only some bombs and a few prisons to blot it out altogether.
The English laws punish vice; the Chinese laws do more, they reward virtue.
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.
You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.
The degree of civilization in a society can be judged by entering its prisons.
The torment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and 'mangled mind' leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
The perfection of a thing consists in its essence; there are perfect criminals, as there are men of perfect probity.