Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world; And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.
Pardon is the virtue of victory.
Hard cases, it is said, make bad law.
The difference between tax avoidance and tax evasion is the thickness of a prison walls.
Society prepares the crime; the criminal commits it.
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.
If you share the crime of your friend, you make it your own.
Shyness is the prison of the heart.
Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.
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.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
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.
The punishment can be remitted; the crime is everlasting.
It is better that ten guilty persons escape, than that one innocent suffer.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
If we look at Houston, which is a very environmentally toxic place, we find that it has one of the highest levels of young men going to prison and also among the highest levels of illiteracy in the country.
Crimes generally punish themselves.
No man should be judge in his own case.
Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.
One crime is everything; two nothing.
I have been studying how I may compare this prison where I live unto the world; Shut up in the prison of their own consciences.
It is the deed that teaches, not the name we give it. Murder and capital punishment are not opposites that cancel one another, but similars that breed their own kind.
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.
