The perfection of a thing consists in its essence; there are perfect criminals, as there are men of perfect probity.
The contagion of crime is like that of the plague. Criminals collected together corrupt each other; they are worse than ever when at the termination of their punishment they re-enter society.
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.
When is conduct a crime, and when is a crime not a crime? When Somebody Up There -- a monarch, a dictator, a Pope, a legislator -- so decrees.
Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
It isn't true that convicts live like animals: animals have more room to move around.
He was a first-time nonviolent possible offender, ... And under the mandatory minimums, he was put in prison for 15 years. Not only does the punishment not fit the crime, but the mandatory minimums don't give judges any discretion to look at the background of the case, to read into the specifics of the case. I don't know a judge who really is in favor of the mandatory minimums.
The difference between tax avoidance and tax evasion is the thickness of a prison walls.
Nor cell, nor chain, nor dungeon speaks to the murderer like the voice of solitude.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
Experts and the educated elite have replaced what worked with what sounded good. Society was far more civilized before they took over our schools, prisons, welfare programs, police departments and courts. It's high time we ran these people out of our lives and went back to common sense.
I don't like being famous - it is like a prison. And driving for Ferrari would make it far worse.
I am certain that nothing has done so much to destroy the juridical safeguards of individual freedom as the striving after this mirage of social justice.
If we were brought to trial for the crimes we have committed against ourselves, few would escape the gallows.
Wicked deeds are generally done, even with impunity, for the mere desire of occupation.