It was only when I lay there on the rotting prison straw that I sensed within myself the first stirrings of good. Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not between states nor between social classes nor between political parties, but right through every human heart, through all human hearts. And that is why I turn back to the years of my imprisonment and say, sometimes to the astonishment of those about me, bless you, prison, for having been a part of my life.
There is no greater punishment of wickedness that that it is dissatisfied with itself and its deeds.
The English laws punish vice; the Chinese laws do more, they reward virtue.
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.
On average, drug prisoners spend more time in federal prison than rapists, who often get out on early release because of the overcrowding in prison caused by the Drug War.
Probably the only place where a man can feel really secure is in a maximum security prison, except for the imminent threat of release.
In a civilized society, all crimes are likely to be sins, but most sins are not and ought not to be treated as crimes.
We don't seem to be able to check crime, so why not legalize it and then tax it out of business.
If two people fight on the street, whose fault is it? Who is the criminal? It is the government’s responsibility because the government has not educated the people to not make mistakes. The people have inadequate, incompetent education, so they make mistakes! It is such a fraud.
To my mind, to kill in war is not a whit better than to commit ordinary murder.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
To trial bring her stolen charms, and let her prison be my arms.
When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.
There's no greater threat to our independence, to our cherished freedoms and personal liberties than the continual, relentless injection of these insidious poisons into our system. We must decide whether we cherish independence from drugs, without which there is no freedom.
By noiselessly going to a prison a civil-resister ensures a calm atmosphere.
A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.
When is conduct a crime, and when is a crime not a crime? When Somebody Up There -- a monarch, a dictator, a Pope, a legislator -- so decrees.