A man who has no excuse for a crime, is indeed defenseless!
The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
To trial bring her stolen charms, and let her prison be my arms.
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.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
Most people fancy themselves innocent of those crimes of which they cannot be convicted.
I know how men in exile feed on dreams of hope.
I can work for the Lord in or out of prison.
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.
We're in a war. People who blast some pot on a casual basis are guilty of treason.
Whatever is worthy to be loved for anything is worthy of preservation. A wise and dispassionate legislator, if any such should ever arise among men, will not condemn to death him who has done or is likely to do more service than injury to society. Blocks and gibbets are the nearest objects with legislators, and their business is never with hopes or with virtues.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
If you strike at, imprison, or kill us, out of our prisons or graves we will still evoke a spirit that will thwart you, and perhaps, raise a force that will destroy you! We defy you! Do your worst!
As we grow in wisdom, we pardon more freely.
I was in prison, and you came unto me. Verily I say unto you, inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
~(Jesus Christ) Matthew 25:36, 40
He who does not prevent a crime when he can, encourages it.
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.
Money will determine whether the accused goes to prison or walks out of the courtroom a free man.
The only difference between me and my fellow actors is that I've spent more time in jail.
Corporal punishment falls far more heavily than most weighty pecuniary penalty.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
Wherever any one is against his will, that is to him a prison.
The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
When it comes to freedom, we are but prisoners of our own desires.
