The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
One crime is everything; two nothing.
When it comes to freedom, we are but prisoners of our own desires.
Body is a home, a prison and a grave.
When is conduct a crime, and when is a crime not a crime? When Somebody Up There -- a monarch, a dictator, a Pope, a legislator -- so decrees.
Assassination is the extreme form of censorship.
I never told a victim story about my imprisonment. Instead, I told a transformation story - about how prison changed my outlook, about how I saw that communication, truth, and trust are at the heart of power.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
Prison makes you a better judge of character. You pick up on people much faster.
Definition, rationality, and structure are ways of seeing, but they become prisons when they blank out other ways of seeing.
Whatever is worthy to be loved for anything is worthy of preservation. A wise and dispassionate legislator, if any such should ever arise among men, will not condemn to death him who has done or is likely to do more service than injury to society. Blocks and gibbets are the nearest objects with legislators, and their business is never with hopes or with virtues.
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
The virtue of justice consists in moderation, as regulated by wisdom.
Vices are not crimes.
Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrist? And what has he been after that they groan and shake their fists? And wherefore is he wearing such a conscience-stricken air? Oh they're taking him to prison for the colour of his hair.
On a planet that increasingly resembles one huge Maximum Security prison, the only intelligent choice is to plan a jail break.
There is a point at which even justice does injury.
Two men look out the same prison bars; one sees mud and the other stars.
What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.
Shyness is the prison of the heart.
It is not at the table, but in prison, that you learn who your true friends are.
Hanging was the worst use a man could be put to.
One crime has to be concealed by another.
