I wrote a million words in the first year, and I could never have done that outside of prison.
We don't seem to be able to check crime, so why not legalize it and then tax it out of business.
It is hard, but it is excellent, to find the right knowledge of when correction is necessary and when grace doth most avail.
I don't like being famous - it is like a prison. And driving for Ferrari would make it far worse.
If it's near dinner-time, the foreman takes out his watch when the jury has retired, and says: "Dear me, gentlemen, ten minutes to five, I declare! I dine at five, gentlemen." "So do I," says everybody else, except two men who ought to have dined at three and seem more than half disposed to stand out in consequence. The foreman smiles, and puts up his watch:--"Well, gentlemen, what do we say, plaintiff or defendant, gentlemen?
You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.
By noiselessly going to a prison a civil-resister ensures a calm atmosphere.
To make punishments efficacious, two things are necessary. They must never be disproportioned to the offence, and they must be certain.
Women now have choices. They can be married, not married, have a job, not have a job, be married with children, unmarried with children. Men have the same choice we've always had: work, or prison.
No written law has been more binding than unwritten custom supported by popular opinion.
In prisons, those things withheld from and denied to the prisoner become precisely what he wants most of all.
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.
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.
Corporal punishment falls far more heavily than most weighty pecuniary penalty.
If punishment reaches not the mind and makes not the will supple, it hardens the offender.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrist? And what has he been after that they groan and shake their fists? And wherefore is he wearing such a conscience-stricken air? Oh they're taking him to prison for the colour of his hair.