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
The world itself is but a large prison, out of which some are daily led to execution.
Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?
Whatever is worthy to be loved for anything is worthy of preservation. A wise and dispassionate legislator, if any such should ever arise among men, will not condemn to death him who has done or is likely to do more service than injury to society. Blocks and gibbets are the nearest objects with legislators, and their business is never with hopes or with virtues.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
I sometimes wish that people would put a little more emphasis upon the observance of the law than they do upon its enforcement.
Money will determine whether the accused goes to prison or walks out of the courtroom a free man.
The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.
America is the land of the second chance – and when the gates of the prison open, the path ahead should lead to a better life.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
If you strike at, imprison, or kill us, out of our prisons or graves we will still evoke a spirit that will thwart you, and perhaps, raise a force that will destroy you! We defy you! Do your worst!
Women now have choices. They can be married, not married, have a job, not have a job, be married with children, unmarried with children. Men have the same choice we've always had: work, or prison.
It is the deed that teaches, not the name we give it. Murder and capital punishment are not opposites that cancel one another, but similars that breed their own kind.
The difference between tax avoidance and tax evasion is the thickness of a prison walls.
Justice is that virtue of the soul which is distributive according to desert.
The object of punishment is prevention from evil; it never can be made impulsive to good.
It is more dangerous that even a guilty person should be punished without the forms of law than that he should escape.