No obligation to justice does force a man to be cruel, or to use the sharpest sentence.
It is impossible to go through life without trust: That is to be imprisoned in the worst cell of all, oneself.
If punishment reaches not the mind and makes not the will supple, it hardens the offender.
The law does not pretend to punish everything that is dishonest. That would seriously interfere with business.
If you strike at, imprison, or kill us, out of our prisons or graves we will still evoke a spirit that will thwart you, and perhaps, raise a force that will destroy you! We defy you! Do your worst!
Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Can be retentive to the strength of spirit; But life, being weary of these worldly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself.
There are only two places in the world where time takes precedence over the job to be done. School and prison.
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 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.
Here the great art lies, to discern in what the law is to be to restraint and punishment, and in what things persuasion only is to work.
They took away my money, my family, and my security. Why couldn't they destroy my ideas? We will question them in court tomorrow as we trigger The Revolution of all revolutions!
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.
To be in prison so long, it's difficult to remember exactly what you did to get there.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
Corporal punishment falls far more heavily than most weighty pecuniary penalty.
I have paid no poll-tax for six years. I was put into a jail once on this account, for one night; and, as I stood considering the walls of solid stone, I could not help being struck with the foolishness of that institution which treated me as if I were mere flesh and blood and bones, to be locked up...I saw that, if there was a wall of stone between me and my townsmen, there was a still more difficult one to climb or break through, before they could get to be as free as I was.
One of the problems that the marijuana reform movement consistently faces is that everyone wants to talk about what marijuana does, but no one ever wants to look at what marijuana prohibition does. Marijuana never kicks down your door in the middle of the night. Marijuana never locks up sick and dying people, does not suppress medical research, does not peek in bedroom windows.