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.
Steal goods and you’ll go to prison, steal lands and you are a king.
Self is the only prison that can bind the soul.
Those magistrates who can prevent crime, and do not, in effect encourage it.
Nor cell, nor chain, nor dungeon speaks to the murderer like the voice of solitude.
Man is condemned to be free.
When you are younger you get blamed for crimes you never committed and when you're older you begin to get credit for virtues you never possessed. It evens itself out.
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.
The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
On average, drug prisoners spend more time in federal prison than rapists, who often get out on early release because of the overcrowding in prison caused by the Drug War.
Taught from infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.
Justice renders to every one his due.
Adversities such as being homeless and going to prison has made many people stronger.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.
Crimes lead one into another; they who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.
Crimes generally punish themselves.
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.
The difference between tax avoidance and tax evasion is the thickness of a prison walls.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
Forgiveness, that noblest of all self-denial, is a virtue which he alone who can practise in himself can willingly believe in another.
So justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes.
Reality becomes a prison to those who can’t get out of it.
The only difference between me and my fellow actors is that I've spent more time in jail.
You stuff somebody into the American dream, and it becomes a prison.
