I don't like being famous - it is like a prison. And driving for Ferrari would make it far worse.
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
Fast closed with double grills And triple gates–the cell To wicked souls is hell; But to a mind that's innocent 'Tis only iron, wood and stone.
On a planet that increasingly resembles one huge Maximum Security prison, the only intelligent choice is to plan a jail break.
You stuff somebody into the American dream, and it becomes a prison.
Care should be taken that the punishment does not exceed the guilt; and also that some men do not suffer for offenses for which others are not even indicted.
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.
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.
Faults of the head are punished in this world, those of the heart in another; but as most of our vices are compound, so also is their punishment.
It is more dangerous that even a guilty person should be punished without the forms of law than that he should escape.
Here the great art lies, to discern in what the law is to be to restraint and punishment, and in what things persuasion only is to work.
We don't seem to be able to check crime, so why not legalize it and then tax it out of business.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
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.
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
It was only when I lay there on the rotting prison straw that I sensed within myself the first stirrings of good. Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not between states nor between social classes nor between political parties, but right through every human heart, through all human hearts. And that is why I turn back to the years of my imprisonment and say, sometimes to the astonishment of those about me, bless you, prison, for having been a part of my life.
It is better that ten guilty persons escape, than that one innocent suffer.
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.
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.