Man is condemned to be free.
We shall fight against them, throw them in prisons and destroy them.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
In a civilized society, all crimes are likely to be sins, but most sins are not and ought not to be treated as crimes.
I can tell you this on a stack of Bibles: prisons are archaic, brutal, unregenerative, overcrowded hell holes where the inmates are treated like animals with absolutely not one humane thought given to what they are going to do once they are released. You're an animal in a cage and you're treated like one.
Justice is that virtue of the soul which is distributive according to desert.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
Well does Heaven have care that no man secures happiness by crime.
Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
While crime is punished it yet increases.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.
The guilt of enforced crimes lies on those who impose them.
They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.
There is a point at which even justice does injury.
Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton.
No obligation to justice does force a man to be cruel, or to use the sharpest sentence.
A man who has no excuse for a crime, is indeed defenseless!
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 number of laws is constantly growing in all countries and, owing to this, what is called crime is very often not a crime at all, for it contains no element of violence or harm.
One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be.
It is the deed that teaches, not the name we give it. Murder and capital punishment are not opposites that cancel one another, but similars that breed their own kind.
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.
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.
