Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
I was put into jail as I was going to the shoemaker's to get a shoe which was mended. When I was let out the next morning, I proceeded to finish my errand, and, having put on my mended shoe, joined a huckleberry party, who were impatient to put themselves under my conduct; and in half an hour -- for the horse was soon tackled -- was in the midst of a huckleberry field, on one of our highest hills, two miles off, and then the State was nowhere to be seen.
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
A country is in a bad state, which is governed only by laws; because a thousand things occur for which laws cannot provide, and where authority ought to interpose.
It is the deed that teaches, not the name we give it. Murder and capital punishment are not opposites that cancel one another, but similars that breed their own kind.
Fear can be like a prison. It is, however, a self made prison. Many are imprisoned by fear. No one else can liberate them from this prison. Others may inspire them but they must liberate themselves.
The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.
If we were brought to trial for the crimes we have committed against ourselves, few would escape the gallows.
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
By noiselessly going to a prison a civil-resister ensures a calm atmosphere.
Those magistrates who can prevent crime, and do not, in effect encourage it.
The degree of civilization in a society can be judged by entering its prisons.