No matter how you seem to fatten on a crime, that can never be good for the bee which is bad for the hive.
I was in prison, and you came unto me. Verily I say unto you, inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
~(Jesus Christ) Matthew 25:36, 40
I have been studying how I may compare this prison where I live unto the world; Shut up in the prison of their own consciences.
Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
Three hundred years ago a prisoner condemned to the Tower of London carved on the wall of his cell this sentiment to keep up his spirits during his long imprisonment: “It is not adversity that kills, but the impatience with which we bear adversity.”
Educate your children to self-control, to the habit of holding passion and prejudice and evil tendencies to an upright and reasoning will, and you have done much to abolish misery from their future lives and crimes to society.
If you treat prisoners well, they will be less angry, less inclined to violence inside prison, less likely to provoke violent actions by guards, less likely to have reason to file brutality lawsuits that cost taxpayers a bundle and waste administrators' time. And most important, well-treated prisoners will be less likely to leave prison angrier, more vicious and more inclined to criminal behavior than when they went in.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
So justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes.
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.
The reformative effect of punishment is a belief that dies hard, chiefly I think, because it is so satisfying to our sadistic impulses.
The thoughts of a prisoner - they're not free either. They keep returning to the same things.
What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.