What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
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.
Nor cell, nor chain, nor dungeon speaks to the murderer like the voice of solitude.
Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
To be in prison so long, it's difficult to remember exactly what you did to get there.
A Sunday school is a prison in which children do penance for the evil conscience of their parents.
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.
Show me the prison, Show me the jail, Show me the prisoner whose life has gone stale. And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why And there, but for fortune, go you or I.
If two people fight on the street, whose fault is it? Who is the criminal? It is the government’s responsibility because the government has not educated the people to not make mistakes. The people have inadequate, incompetent education, so they make mistakes! It is such a fraud.
Women have worked hard; starved in prison; given of their time and lives that we might sit in the House of Commons and take part in the legislating of this country.
The English laws punish vice; the Chinese laws do more, they reward virtue.
In jail a man has no personality. He is a minor disposal problem and a few entries on reports. Nobody cares who loves or hates him, what he looks like, what he did with his life. Nobody reacts to him unless he gives trouble. Nobody abuses him. All that is asked of him is that he go quietly to the right cell and remain quiet when he gets there. There is nothing to fight against, nothing to be mad at. The jailers are quiet men without animosity or sadism.
Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Can be retentive to the strength of spirit; But life, being weary of these worldly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself.
No obligation to justice does force a man to be cruel, or to use the sharpest sentence.
I don't like being famous - it is like a prison. And driving for Ferrari would make it far worse.
If punishment reaches not the mind and makes not the will supple, it hardens the offender.