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.
We shall not yield to violence. We shall not be deprived of union freedoms. We shall never agree with sending people to prison for their convictions.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
There are only two places in the world where time takes precedence over the job to be done. School and prison.
The perfection of a thing consists in its essence; there are perfect criminals, as there are men of perfect probity.
No obligation to justice does force a man to be cruel, or to use the sharpest sentence.
It was only when I lay there on the rotting prison straw that I sensed within myself the first stirrings of good. Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not between states nor between social classes nor between political parties, but right through every human heart, through all human hearts. And that is why I turn back to the years of my imprisonment and say, sometimes to the astonishment of those about me, bless you, prison, for having been a part of my life.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
No written law has been more binding than unwritten custom supported by popular opinion.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.
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.
Forgiveness, that noblest of all self-denial, is a virtue which he alone who can practise in himself can willingly believe in another.