We are prisoners of ideas.
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
A Sunday school is a prison in which children do penance for the evil conscience of their parents.
They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.
I don't like jail, they got the wrong kind of bars in there.
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.
I know how men in exile feed on dreams of hope.
Pardon is the virtue of victory.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
He had drawn many a thousand of these rations in prisons and camps, and though he'd never had an opportunity to weight them on scales, and although, being a man of timid nature, he knew no way of standing up for his rights, he, like every other prisoner, had discovered long ago that honest weight was never to be found in the bread-cutting. There was short weight in every ration. The only point was how short. So every day you took a look to soothe your soul - today, maybe, they haven't snitched any.
Nelson Mandela and Malcolm X came out of prison stronger.
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.
It is certain that the study of human psychology, if it were undertaken exclusively in prisons, would also lead to misrepresentation and absurd generalizations.
Justice renders to every one his due.
I was put into jail as I was going to the shoemaker's to get a shoe which was mended. When I was let out the next morning, I proceeded to finish my errand, and, having put on my mended shoe, joined a huckleberry party, who were impatient to put themselves under my conduct; and in half an hour -- for the horse was soon tackled -- was in the midst of a huckleberry field, on one of our highest hills, two miles off, and then the State was nowhere to be seen.
The common argument that crime is caused by poverty is a kind of slander on the poor.
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.
Faults of the head are punished in this world, those of the heart in another; but as most of our vices are compound, so also is their punishment.
A variety in punishment is of utility, as well as a proportion.
So justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes.
Wicked deeds are generally done, even with impunity, for the mere desire of occupation.
If punishment reaches not the mind and makes not the will supple, it hardens the offender.
I can tell you this on a stack of Bibles: prisons are archaic, brutal, unregenerative, overcrowded hell holes where the inmates are treated like animals with absolutely not one humane thought given to what they are going to do once they are released. You're an animal in a cage and you're treated like one.
