It is more dangerous that even a guilty person should be punished without the forms of law than that he should escape.
I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world; And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.
The degree of civilization in a society can be judged by entering its prisons.
Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
No obligation to justice does force a man to be cruel, or to use the sharpest sentence.
In prison, you get the chance to see who really loves you.
Self is the only prison that can bind the soul.
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.
To trial bring her stolen charms, and let her prison be my arms.
They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.
Hard cases, it is said, make bad law.
Pardon is the virtue of victory.
How dreadful it is when the right judge judges wrong.
The uneven impact of actual enforcement measures tends to mirror and reinforce more general patterns of discrimination (along socioeconomic, racial and ethnic, sexual, and perhaps generational lines) within the society. As a consequence, such enforcement (ineffective as it may be in producing conformity) almost certainly reinforces feelings of alienation already prevalent within major segments of the population.
We don't seem to be able to check crime, so why not legalize it and then tax it out of business.
In jail a man has no personality. He is a minor disposal problem and a few entries on reports. Nobody cares who loves or hates him, what he looks like, what he did with his life. Nobody reacts to him unless he gives trouble. Nobody abuses him. All that is asked of him is that he go quietly to the right cell and remain quiet when he gets there. There is nothing to fight against, nothing to be mad at. The jailers are quiet men without animosity or sadism.
Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.
One crime has to be concealed by another.
By noiselessly going to a prison a civil-resister ensures a calm atmosphere.
We're in a war. People who blast some pot on a casual basis are guilty of treason.
It is true you cannot eat freedom and you cannot power machinery with democracy. But then neither can political prisoners turn on the light in the cells of a dictatorship.
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.
We shall fight against them, throw them in prisons and destroy them.
There is a point at which even justice does injury.
