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
We who live in prison, and in whose lives there is no event but sorrow, have to measure time by throbs of pain, and the record of bitter moments.
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.
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.
It isn't true that convicts live like animals: animals have more room to move around.
The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
Care should be taken that the punishment does not exceed the guilt; and also that some men do not suffer for offenses for which others are not even indicted.
The English laws punish vice; the Chinese laws do more, they reward virtue.
No written law has been more binding than unwritten custom supported by popular opinion.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
Trial by jury itself, instead of being a security to persons who are accused, shall be a delusion, a mockery, and a snare.
I wrote a million words in the first year, and I could never have done that outside of prison.
I asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator.
It is safer that a bad man should not be accused, than that he should be acquitted.
The common argument that crime is caused by poverty is a kind of slander on the poor.