Quotes About Imprisonment

You humans are always locking each other away. Cells. Dungeons. Some of your earliest jails were sewers, where men sloshed in their own waste. No other creature has this arrogance—to confine its own. Could you imagine a bird imprisoning another bird? A horse jailing a horse? As a free form of expression, I will never understand it. I can only say that some of my saddest sounds have been heard in such places. A song inside a cage is never a song. It is a plea.

You humans are always locking each other away. Cells. Dungeons. Some of your earliest jails were sewers, where men sloshed in their own waste. No other creature has this arrogance—to confine its own. Could you imagine a bird imprisoning another bird? A horse jailing a horse?

You humans are always locking each other away. Cells. Dungeons. Some of your earliest jails were sewers, where men sloshed in their own waste. No other creature has this arrogance—to confine its own. Could you imagine a bird imprisoning another bird? A horse jailing a horse? As a free form of expression, I will never understand it.

Sometimes you sit in a cell and don't deserve it, Mr. Harding. Sometime it's the other way around

Men adapt to captivity, some better than others.

Prison is a second-by-second assault on the soul, a day-to-day degradation of the self, an oppressive steel and brick umbrella that transforms seconds into hours and hours into days.

It is written, we musn't forget, in the Prisonhouse of Nations —the United States of America. Here, there are more than 2.3 million men, women, and juveniles under lock and key. As theNewYork Timeshas recently reported, the U.S. has just under 5 percent of the world's population, yet it has a quarter of the world's prison population.1 In the realm of imprisonment, the United States truly is Number one.

When I failed again and again to reproduce life in some satisfactory and perfect form, I was the more imprisoned, for all my carefree living, within my craving for this satisfaction.

The caged eagle become a metaphor for all forms of isolation, the ultimate in imprisonment. A zoo is prison.

He was a very private person, and sometimes it seemed to me that he was no longer interested in the world or in other people... I got the feeling that Julián was living in the past, locked in his memories. Julián lived within himself, for his books and inside them - a comfortable prison of his own design. You say this as if you envied him. There are worse prisons than words.

Er zijn ergere gevangenissen dan woorden.

At one point she said there were worse prisons than words.

There are worse prisons than words, Daniel.

Julián lived within himself, for his books and inside them—a comfortable prison of his own design

He locked his deeper feelings in the prison of his heart for months on end, until they became hopelessly embittered.

Há prisões piores que as palavras.

There are worse prisons than words

Hay peores cárceles que las palabras…

I got the feeling that Julián was living in the past, locked in his memories. Julián lived within himself, for his books and inside them—a comfortable prison of his own design." "You say this as if you envied him." "There are worse prisons than words, Daniel.

He was like a man who had served a term in prison or had been to Harvard College or had lived for a long time with foreigners in South America.

It was better to be in a jail where you could bang the walls than in a jail you could not see

Young people harm themselves and others because life has no meaning for them. If we continue to live the way we do and organize society the way we do, we will continue to produce so many thousands of young people who will need to be imprisoned.

Our libraries are so to speak prisons where we've locked up our intellectual giants, naturally Kant has been put in solitary confinement, like Nietzsche, like Schopenhauer, like Pascal, like Voltaire, like Montaigne, all the real giants have been put in solitary confinement, all the others in mass confinement, but everyone for ever and ever, my friend, for all time and unto eternity, that's the truth.

I had to spend my entire childhood in the Altensam dungeon like an inmate doing time for no comprehensible reason, for a crime he can't remember committing, a judicial error probably.