To seek the redress of grievances by
To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
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To seek the redress of grievances by going to law, is like sheep running for shelter to a bramble bush.
No written law has been more binding than unwritten custom supported by popular opinion.
Crimes generally punish themselves.
The difference between tax avoidance and tax evasion is the thickness of a prison walls.
I know how men in exile feed on dreams of hope.
You stuff somebody into the American dream, and it becomes a prison.
It is hard, but it is excellent, to find the right knowledge of when correction is necessary and when grace doth most avail.
We are prisoners of ideas.
Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton.
Since 1957, black people have experienced double-digit unemployment - in good times and bad times. Look at the population of African Americans in prison. They represent more than half the population of prisoners in the country, 55 percent of those on death row.
To trial bring her stolen charms, and let her prison be my arms.
Every crime has, in the moment of its perpetration, Its own avenging angel--dark misgiving, An ominous sinking at the inmost heart.
I submit that an individual who breaks a law that conscience tells him is unjust, and who willingly accepts the penalty of imprisonment in order to arouse the conscience of the community over its injustice, is in reality expressing the highest respect for the law.
It is impossible to go through life without trust: That is to be imprisoned in the worst cell of all, oneself.
They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.
I don't like jail, they got the wrong kind of bars in there.
On a planet that increasingly resembles one huge Maximum Security prison, the only intelligent choice is to plan a jail break.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.
The torment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and 'mangled mind' leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.
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.
It isn't true that convicts live like animals: animals have more room to move around.
Body is a home, a prison and a grave.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another.
Show me the prison, Show me the jail, Show me the prisoner whose life has gone stale. And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why And there, but for fortune, go you or I.
The thoughts of a prisoner - they're not free either. They keep returning to the same things.