A Sunday school is a prison in which children do penance for the evil conscience of their parents.
There is no peace because the making of peace is at least as costly as the making of war - at least as exigent, at least as disruptive, at least as liable to bring disgrace and prison and death in its wake.
A country is in a bad state, which is governed only by laws; because a thousand things occur for which laws cannot provide, and where authority ought to interpose.
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 refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
We're in a war. People who blast some pot on a casual basis are guilty of treason.
If punishment reaches not the mind and makes not the will supple, it hardens the offender.
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 asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator.
By noiselessly going to a prison a civil-resister ensures a calm atmosphere.
I know not whether laws be right, or whether laws be wrong; All that we know who lie in gaol is that the wall is strong; And that each day is like a year, a year whose days are long.
The only effect of public punishment is to show the rabble how bravely it can be borne; and that every one who hath lost a toe-nail hath suffered worse.
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.
The English laws punish vice; the Chinese laws do more, they reward virtue.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
Justice is that virtue of the soul which is distributive according to desert.
The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
Most people fancy themselves innocent of those crimes of which they cannot be convicted.
I just remember that disturbing feeling of walking into that prison, the complete loss of privacy, the complete loss of stimulation, dignity.
You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.