Prison continues, on those who are entrusted to it, a work begun elsewhere, which the whole of society pursues on each individual through innumerable mechanisms of discipline.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
There are only two places in the world where time takes precedence over the job to be done. School and prison.
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
It is impossible to go through life without trust: That is to be imprisoned in the worst cell of all, oneself.
Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
It is more dangerous that even a guilty person should be punished without the forms of law than that he should escape.
By noiselessly going to a prison a civil-resister ensures a calm atmosphere.
He was a first-time nonviolent possible offender, ... And under the mandatory minimums, he was put in prison for 15 years. Not only does the punishment not fit the crime, but the mandatory minimums don't give judges any discretion to look at the background of the case, to read into the specifics of the case. I don't know a judge who really is in favor of the mandatory minimums.
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.
Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
The thoughts of a prisoner - they're not free either. They keep returning to the same things.
He had drawn many a thousand of these rations in prisons and camps, and though he'd never had an opportunity to weight them on scales, and although, being a man of timid nature, he knew no way of standing up for his rights, he, like every other prisoner, had discovered long ago that honest weight was never to be found in the bread-cutting. There was short weight in every ration. The only point was how short. So every day you took a look to soothe your soul - today, maybe, they haven't snitched any.
In prisons, those things withheld from and denied to the prisoner become precisely what he wants most of all.
Trial by jury itself, instead of being a security to persons who are accused, shall be a delusion, a mockery, and a snare.