They were being driven to a prison, through no fault of their own, in all probability for life. In comparison, how much easier it would be to walk to the gallows than to this tomb of living horrors!
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.
Those magistrates who can prevent crime, and do not, in effect encourage it.
I wrote a million words in the first year, and I could never have done that outside of prison.
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton.
The torment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and 'mangled mind' leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.
Definition, rationality, and structure are ways of seeing, but they become prisons when they blank out other ways of seeing.
Mere factual innocence is no reason not to carry out a death sentence properly reached.
One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be.
There is no greater punishment of wickedness that that it is dissatisfied with itself and its deeds.
They took away my money, my family, and my security. Why couldn't they destroy my ideas? We will question them in court tomorrow as we trigger The Revolution of all revolutions!
Justice is that virtue of the soul which is distributive according to desert.
The public have more interest in the punishment of an injury than he who receives it.