When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
A pedestal is as much a prison as any small, confined space.
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 few better measures of the concern a society has for its individual members and its own well being than the way it handles criminals.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
Three hundred years ago a prisoner condemned to the Tower of London carved on the wall of his cell this sentiment to keep up his spirits during his long imprisonment: “It is not adversity that kills, but the impatience with which we bear adversity.”
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
By noiselessly going to a prison a civil-resister ensures a calm atmosphere.
Society prepares the crime; the criminal commits it.
We shall fight against them, throw them in prisons and destroy them.
Whatever you think of de Sade, he was a complex figure and we should not look for easy answers with him. He was, strangely perhaps, against the death penalty, and he was never put in prison for murders or anything like that.
In my country we go to prison first and then become President.
One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be.
Fast closed with double grills And triple gates–the cell To wicked souls is hell; But to a mind that's innocent 'Tis only iron, wood and stone.
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
A man who has no excuse for a crime, is indeed defenseless!
If punishment reaches not the mind and makes not the will supple, it hardens the offender.
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!
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.
As we grow in wisdom, we pardon more freely.
Liberty is rendered even more precious by the recollection of servitude.
He who opens a school door, closes a prison.
The law does not pretend to punish everything that is dishonest. That would seriously interfere with business.
