Probably the only place where a man can feel really secure is in a maximum security prison, except for the imminent threat of release.
Three hundred years ago a prisoner condemned to the Tower of London carved on the wall of his cell this sentiment to keep up his spirits during his long imprisonment: “It is not adversity that kills, but the impatience with which we bear adversity.”
To my mind, to kill in war is not a whit better than to commit ordinary murder.
The public have more interest in the punishment of an injury than he who receives it.
Civilization is maintained by a very few people in a small number of places and we need only some bombs and a few prisons to blot it out altogether.
To be in prison so long, it's difficult to remember exactly what you did to get there.
Any punishment that does not correct, that can merely rouse rebellion in whoever has to endure it, is a piece of gratuitous infamy which makes those who impose it more guilty in the eyes of humanity, good sense and reason, nay a hundred times more guilty than the victim on whom the punishment is inflicted.
There's no greater threat to our independence, to our cherished freedoms and personal liberties than the continual, relentless injection of these insidious poisons into our system. We must decide whether we cherish independence from drugs, without which there is no freedom.
There is no peace because the making of peace is at least as costly as the making of war - at least as exigent, at least as disruptive, at least as liable to bring disgrace and prison and death in its wake.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
Definition, rationality, and structure are ways of seeing, but they become prisons when they blank out other ways of seeing.
They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.
In prisons, those things withheld from and denied to the prisoner become precisely what he wants most of all.
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.
Every instance of a man's suffering the penalty of the law is an instance of the failure of that penalty in effecting its purpose, which is to deter.
Mere factual innocence is no reason not to carry out a death sentence properly reached.