Money will determine whether the accused goes to prison or walks out of the courtroom a free man.
Three hundred years ago a prisoner condemned to the Tower of London carved on the wall of his cell this sentiment to keep up his spirits during his long imprisonment: “It is not adversity that kills, but the impatience with which we bear adversity.”
It is safer that a bad man should not be accused, than that he should be acquitted.
You utter a vow, or forge a signature, and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman, or prison.
The perfection of a thing consists in its essence; there are perfect criminals, as there are men of perfect probity.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
It is certain that the study of human psychology, if it were undertaken exclusively in prisons, would also lead to misrepresentation and absurd generalizations.
Definition, rationality, and structure are ways of seeing, but they become prisons when they blank out other ways of seeing.
It is better that ten guilty persons escape, than that one innocent suffer.
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.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
In jail a man has no personality. He is a minor disposal problem and a few entries on reports. Nobody cares who loves or hates him, what he looks like, what he did with his life. Nobody reacts to him unless he gives trouble. Nobody abuses him. All that is asked of him is that he go quietly to the right cell and remain quiet when he gets there. There is nothing to fight against, nothing to be mad at. The jailers are quiet men without animosity or sadism.
Intellectual despair results in neither weakness nor dreams, but in violence. It is only a matter of knowing how to give vent to one's rage; whether one only wants to wander like madmen around prisons, or whether one wants to overturn them.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
The only effect of public punishment is to show the rabble how bravely it can be borne; and that every one who hath lost a toe-nail hath suffered worse.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
By noiselessly going to a prison a civil-resister ensures a calm atmosphere.