When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
We who live in prison, and in whose lives there is no event but sorrow, have to measure time by throbs of pain, and the record of bitter moments.
Virtue pardons the wicked, as the sandal-tree perfumes the axe which strikes it.
It is the spirit and not the form of law that keeps justice alive.
One crime has to be concealed by another.
Shyness is the prison of the heart.
There is a point at which even justice does injury.
Concepts of justice must have hands and feet to carry out justice in every case in the shortest possible time and the lowest possible cost. That is the challenge to every lawyer and judge in America.
Nelson Mandela and Malcolm X came out of prison stronger.
There are only two places in the world where time takes precedence over the job to be done. School and prison.
If we were brought to trial for the crimes we have committed against ourselves, few would escape the gallows.
Trial by jury itself, instead of being a security to persons who are accused, shall be a delusion, a mockery, and a snare.
Wherever any one is against his will, that is to him a prison.
Since 1957, black people have experienced double-digit unemployment - in good times and bad times. Look at the population of African Americans in prison. They represent more than half the population of prisoners in the country, 55 percent of those on death row.
If it's near dinner-time, the foreman takes out his watch when the jury has retired, and says: "Dear me, gentlemen, ten minutes to five, I declare! I dine at five, gentlemen." "So do I," says everybody else, except two men who ought to have dined at three and seem more than half disposed to stand out in consequence. The foreman smiles, and puts up his watch:--"Well, gentlemen, what do we say, plaintiff or defendant, gentlemen?
I am an expert of electricity. My father occupied the chair of applied electricity at the state prison.
I asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator.
To be at peace in crime! Ah, who can thus flatter himself.
The only effect of public punishment is to show the rabble how bravely it can be borne; and that every one who hath lost a toe-nail hath suffered worse.
Laws grind the poor, and rich men rule the law.
Assassination is the extreme form of censorship.
Reality becomes a prison to those who can’t get out of it.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
A sick person is a prisoner.
If two people fight on the street, whose fault is it? Who is the criminal? It is the government’s responsibility because the government has not educated the people to not make mistakes. The people have inadequate, incompetent education, so they make mistakes! It is such a fraud.
