Virtue pardons the wicked, as the sandal-tree perfumes the axe which strikes it.
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.
The public have more interest in the punishment of an injury than he who receives it.
By noiselessly going to a prison a civil-resister ensures a calm atmosphere.
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.
To make punishments efficacious, two things are necessary. They must never be disproportioned to the offence, and they must be certain.
Justice is justice though it's always delayed and finally done only by mistake.
I wrote a million words in the first year, and I could never have done that outside of prison.
I know not whether laws be right, or whether laws be wrong; All that we know who lie in gaol is that the wall is strong; And that each day is like a year, a year whose days are long.
We're in a war. People who blast some pot on a casual basis are guilty of treason.
Experts and the educated elite have replaced what worked with what sounded good. Society was far more civilized before they took over our schools, prisons, welfare programs, police departments and courts. It's high time we ran these people out of our lives and went back to common sense.
I can tell you this on a stack of Bibles: prisons are archaic, brutal, unregenerative, overcrowded hell holes where the inmates are treated like animals with absolutely not one humane thought given to what they are going to do once they are released. You're an animal in a cage and you're treated like one.
They took away my money, my family, and my security. Why couldn't they destroy my ideas? We will question them in court tomorrow as we trigger The Revolution of all revolutions!