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.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
No matter how you seem to fatten on a crime, that can never be good for the bee which is bad for the hive.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
Intellectual despair results in neither weakness nor dreams, but in violence. It is only a matter of knowing how to give vent to one's rage; whether one only wants to wander like madmen around prisons, or whether one wants to overturn them.
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.
The number of laws is constantly growing in all countries and, owing to this, what is called crime is very often not a crime at all, for it contains no element of violence or harm.
Wicked deeds are generally done, even with impunity, for the mere desire of occupation.
Educate your children to self-control, to the habit of holding passion and prejudice and evil tendencies to an upright and reasoning will, and you have done much to abolish misery from their future lives and crimes to society.
The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
It is hard, but it is excellent, to find the right knowledge of when correction is necessary and when grace doth most avail.
America is the land of the second chance – and when the gates of the prison open, the path ahead should lead to a better life.
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.
The thoughts of a prisoner - they're not free either. They keep returning to the same things.