When you spend your life taking care of mudmen, you can't help getting a little dirty yourself.

You spend a lot of time thinking about how awful the prison is rather than envisioning your future.

Of all the bars in the world, prison is the worst, followed closely by the ones that serve alcohol.

He's stubborn," Tux warned in a singsong tone."Stay out of this," Mark spat."And touchy," Tux added.

When you lose your freedom, you lose, first and foremost, the opportunity to choose the company you keep.

A candle that smells like asshole would be an instant hit in prison. Do they make sex-scented candles now?

Sometimes I feel like a normal person. Sometimes I forget I’m on parole, that I’m not really free.

I like visiting people in prison. I can say whatever I want to them, and they can’t do anything about it.

Prison always has been a good place for writers, killing, as it does, the twin demons of mobility and diversion

I had no real communication with anyone at the time, so I was totally dependent on God. And he never failed me.

I cannot be critical of an infant whose only possible source of nourishment can be found in the dugs of a wolf.

All during that prison time I really lived by prayer. Be in prayer always, we're told, and back then I was.

We have a racially based justice system that overpunishes, fails to rehabilitate, and doesn't make us safer.

What if I lose what little control I have left? I may live in a prison now, but at least I know my way around it.

Don't forget either, you unhappy man, that voluntary confinement is a great deal harder to bear than compulsory.