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 have been studying how I may compare this prison where I live unto the world; Shut up in the prison of their own consciences.
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.
They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
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.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
Money will determine whether the accused goes to prison or walks out of the courtroom a free man.
There is no greater punishment of wickedness that that it is dissatisfied with itself and its deeds.
Prison continues, on those who are entrusted to it, a work begun elsewhere, which the whole of society pursues on each individual through innumerable mechanisms of discipline.
What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.
Any punishment that does not correct, that can merely rouse rebellion in whoever has to endure it, is a piece of gratuitous infamy which makes those who impose it more guilty in the eyes of humanity, good sense and reason, nay a hundred times more guilty than the victim on whom the punishment is inflicted.
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.
Here the great art lies, to discern in what the law is to be to restraint and punishment, and in what things persuasion only is to work.
The law does not pretend to punish everything that is dishonest. That would seriously interfere with business.
You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.