Quotes About Imprisonment

Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.

The King is in his Tower, eating bread and honey. The Breakers in the basement, making all the money.

And that's when you realize what the Wagon really is, Lloyd. It's a church with bars on the windows, a church for women and a prison for you.

Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices--just recognize them.

Despite all my rageI am still just a rat in the cage.

The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars.

Will stared out the windows like a dog denied a walk.

I didn't tell her about the days when it felt like a peculiar form of torture to work somewhere where I was forced to watch each plane taxi on the runway, gather its energy like a great bird, then launch itself into the sky.

When they told me in the hospital that Will would live, I walked outside into my garden and I raged. I raged at God, at nature, at whatever fate had brought our family to such depths. I was so furious, you see, that all around me were things that could move and bend and grow and reproduce, and my son - my vital, charismatic, beautiful boy - was just this thing. Immobile, wilted, bloodied, suffering. Their beauty seemed like an obscenity.

la prigione viene a essere non l'abominio di desolazione delle famiglie, quanto invece il suo luogo naturale, solo allora lo spirito cristiano avrà ritrovato la sua primitiva dignità.

For instance, Visser, the Dutchman, had sold German machine guns to the Chinese, spied for the Japanese and served a term of imprisonment for killing a coolie in Batavia. He was not an easy man to handle.

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, who suffered for twenty years in the hellish prison camps he describes in that book, wrote: "Bless you prison, bless you for being in my life. For there, lying upon the rotting prison straw, I came to realize that the object of life is not prosperity as we are made to believe, but the maturity of the human soul.

The securest place is a prison cell, but there is no liberty

There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.

He was small, thin, greedy, clever, morally void, and monstrously bent. March "took corruption for granted,37 and used it casually and openly." He had been imprisoned for bribery and escaped to France, and by 1939 he was the richest, and dodgiest, man in Spain, nicknamed "the last pirate of the Mediterranean

You can imprison a man, but not an idea. You can exile a man, but not an idea. You can kill a man, but not an idea.

Other men condemned to exile and captivity, if they survive, despair; the man of letters may reckon those days as the sweetest of his life

The time between basketball season and football season is my equivalent to being cast into the phantom zone.

Under the previous regime of Prime Minister Meles Zenawi, I was detained. So was my wife, Serkalem Fasil. She gave birth to our son in prison in 2005.

They were women not strong enough or smart enough to leave. Women without imagination. So they stayed in Wind Gap and played their teenage lives on an endless loop.

What's that like? 1) Picture being jailer to Harry Houdini; 2) multiply by five hundred.

Drugs. If they did not exist our governors would have invented them in order to prohibit them and so make much of the population vulnerable to arrest, imprisonment, seizure of property, and so on.

That was what happened to a man in the end: the stuffy room, the wakeful children, the Saturday night movements from the other bed. Was there no escape--anywhere--for anyone? It was worth murdering a world.

It's not just the body that must survive a jail term: the spirit and the will and the heart have to make it through as well. If any one of them is broken or destroyed, the man whose living body walks through the gate, at the end of his sentence, can't be said to have survived it.