We're in a war. People who blast some
We're in a war. People who blast some pot on a casual basis are guilty of treason.
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We're in a war. People who blast some pot on a casual basis are guilty of treason.
On a planet that increasingly resembles one huge Maximum Security prison, the only intelligent choice is to plan a jail break.
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.
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.
The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
Corporal punishment falls far more heavily than most weighty pecuniary penalty.
Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Can be retentive to the strength of spirit; But life, being weary of these worldly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself.
The reformative effect of punishment is a belief that dies hard, chiefly I think, because it is so satisfying to our sadistic impulses.
Definition, rationality, and structure are ways of seeing, but they become prisons when they blank out other ways of seeing.
There is no greater punishment of wickedness that that it is dissatisfied with itself and its deeds.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
In my country we go to prison first and then become President.
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.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
Steal goods and you’ll go to prison, steal lands and you are a king.
If we were brought to trial for the crimes we have committed against ourselves, few would escape the gallows.
Clemency alone makes us equal to the gods.
Governments have tried to stop crime through punishment throughout the ages, but crime continued in the past punishment remains. Crime can only be stopped through a preventive approach in the schools. You teach the students Transcendental Meditation, and right away they’ll begin using their full brain physiology sensible and they will not get sidetracked into wrong things.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.
The punishment can be remitted; the crime is everlasting.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
The public have more interest in the punishment of an injury than he who receives it.
We don't seem to be able to check crime, so why not legalize it and then tax it out of business.
There is no peace because the making of peace is at least as costly as the making of war - at least as exigent, at least as disruptive, at least as liable to bring disgrace and prison and death in its wake.
To try to raise a son from inside the prison walls is a very difficult thing. But I want to say to the world my son at 16 was the one who tried the most to get me out of prison.
~Jim Bakker