The English laws punish vice; the Chinese laws do more, they reward virtue.
Women now have choices. They can be married, not married, have a job, not have a job, be married with children, unmarried with children. Men have the same choice we've always had: work, or prison.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
Women have worked hard; starved in prison; given of their time and lives that we might sit in the House of Commons and take part in the legislating of this country.
One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be.
Wicked deeds are generally done, even with impunity, for the mere desire of occupation.
Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton.
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.
Adversities such as being homeless and going to prison has made many people stronger.
No written law has been more binding than unwritten custom supported by popular opinion.
Prison, dungeons, blessed places where evil is impossible because they are the crossroads of all the evil in the world. One cannot commit evil in hell.
Society has used the juvenile courts to create a caste system where there are throw-away people.
A country is in a bad state, which is governed only by laws; because a thousand things occur for which laws cannot provide, and where authority ought to interpose.
Crime is a logical extension of the sort of behavior that often [is] considered perfectly respectable in legitimate business.
It is not at the table, but in prison, that you learn who your true friends are.
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.
There's no greater threat to our independence, to our cherished freedoms and personal liberties than the continual, relentless injection of these insidious poisons into our system. We must decide whether we cherish independence from drugs, without which there is no freedom.
I know not whether laws be right, or whether laws be wrong; All that we know who lie in gaol is that the wall is strong; And that each day is like a year, a year whose days are long.
We don't seem to be able to check crime, so why not legalize it and then tax it out of business.
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.
They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.