C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

Prison

The living grave of crime.

Joaquin Miller.

Young Crime’s finishing-school.

Mrs. Balfour.

A felon’s cell—
The fittest earthly type of hell!

Whittier.

Shut up in the prison of their own consciences.

Archbishop Usher.

To trial bring her stolen charms, and let her prison be my arms.

Earl of Egremont.

The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.

Beecher.

Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage;
Minds innocent and quiet take
That for an hermitage.

Lovelace.

A prison! heav’ns, I loath the hated name,
Famine’s metropolis, the sink of shame,
A nauseous sepulchre, whose craving womb
Hourly inters poor mortals in its tomb;
By ev’ry plague and ev’ry ill possess’d,
Ev’n purgatory itself to thee ’s a jest.

Tom Brown.

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