In prisons, those things withheld from and denied to the prisoner become precisely what he wants most of all.
Crime is a logical extension of the sort of behavior that often [is] considered perfectly respectable in legitimate business.
Definition, rationality, and structure are ways of seeing, but they become prisons when they blank out other ways of seeing.
The law does not pretend to punish everything that is dishonest. That would seriously interfere with business.
One should respect public opinion insofar as is necessary to avoid starvation and keep out of prison, but anything that goes beyond this is voluntary submission to an unnecessary tyranny.
I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world; And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
There are dreadful punishments enacted against thieves; but it were much better to make such good provisions, by which every man might be put in a method how to live, and so to be preserved from the fatal necessity of stealing and dying for it.
Justice is justice though it's always delayed and finally done only by mistake.
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
Every crime has, in the moment of its perpetration, Its own avenging angel--dark misgiving, An ominous sinking at the inmost heart.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.