It is impossible to go through life without trust: That is to be imprisoned in the worst cell of all, oneself.
To my mind, to kill in war is not a whit better than to commit ordinary murder.
If you want total security, go to prison. There you’re fed, clothed, given medical care and so on. The only thing lacking…is freedom.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
A Sunday school is a prison in which children do penance for the evil conscience of their parents.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
Society has used the juvenile courts to create a caste system where there are throw-away people.
Fear can be like a prison. It is, however, a self made prison. Many are imprisoned by fear. No one else can liberate them from this prison. Others may inspire them but they must liberate themselves.
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.
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.
The reformative effect of punishment is a belief that dies hard, chiefly I think, because it is so satisfying to our sadistic impulses.
You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.