Best 138 quotes in «prisoner quotes» category

The prison bars deny you the now. You are forced to always think about the past or the future.

The prisoner is the jailer's jailer.

The prisoners of the cultures are mostly the women! House is the name of the prison!

There are different categories of madmen, and different types of asylums! I know absolutely nothing about the asylums that house the madman who thinks he is a space man. Would you believe that 90% of madmen are treated in outside clinics?

There is no end. There is no cure. It gets worse with time. Cure. How can you cure an institution, we are bricks crumbling in the walls of despair. Death is inevitable for us all. But the insanity is here to stay.

The thoughts of a prisoner—they're not free either. They kept returning to the same things. A single idea keeps stirring. Would they feel that piece of bread in the mattress? Would he have any luck in the dispensary that evening? Would they out Buinovsky in the cells? And how did Tsezar get his hands on that warm vest?

They ask themselves: “What will he do?” “How will he react?” “Will he go mad?” “Will he bite?” “Will he be armed?” They’re pumped up with fear. Adrenaline pumping, fingers tense on the trigger, brains racing. And I’m cool as a cat! The name ‘Charles Bronson’ causes panic! The name ‘Mickey Peterson’ causes stress! The police all love to arrest me, as I’m the most exciting madman they will ever arrest! It’s a fact. So here I am years later, and I’m still the madman. There is no escaping my past.

Thora is so much simpler. She is a hollow thing with no past no future. No desires. No anger. Only fear. Only obedience

They soon lost interest in Sofya. She was just one more prisoner -with no more idea of her destination than anyone else. No one asked her name and patronymic; no one remembered her surname. She realized with surprise that although the process of evolution had taken millions of years, these people had needed only a few days to revert to the state of cattle, dirty and unhappy, captive and nameless.

We all are the Prisoners of our Mind. Forget & Forgive to Claim your Freedom.

Unlike most I don’t fear prison, never have, never will. Obviously I don’t want it, I hate it, but it’s the hate that drives me on to survive.

Violence leads to madness, it fills you with crazy thoughts. You sleep it, eat it and shit it. You become a time bomb. They push you a bit more – you blow up. They beat you and you survive. You get strong and you blow again. So how long can a man live this way? I’ll tell you…until he dies, if need be. It becomes a way of life, but I don’t remember it, why? Simple…it’s painful; it’s empty and alone. Your cell becomes a hole in the earth, it sucks you in. You drown in your own bitterness, it’s not right to live this way.

Trapped, cutting herself against the jagged edges of her emotions, she was a prisoner of her own spirit.

Urges like the loony who enjoys strangling, it’s his buzz. He gets depressed when in seclusion, as he can’t strangle anybody so in the end he hangs himself in turmoil. Their brain can’t handle it. He wants so bad to kill, but they will not let him, so he has to kill himself.

Work, he said, was a first-rate medicine for any illness.

We are the prisoners of conformity. To get out of this prison, education is the only door and only opportunity.

What is it you do for your family? Aside from trying to put it in your sister, I mean?

When one faces pain on a daily basis, one either learns to live with it or let it consume him.

When people become prisoners of daily habits and happen to be hostages of choices, which they made in the past, but which they finally do not actually want, they experience the need to abandon their corporeal prison at a certain time in life. ( "Corporeal prison" )

What, then, is the soul but a prisoner of your flesh? An undying yet constrained energy, bound and enslaved within a shuffling, steadily rotting suit of tissue and savage needs?

Your existence is defiance: as those around you perish, you gather those passed souls and rise with them, as if your voice and leadership is made stronger by a long line of ancestors who stand tall, in spirit, with you. And I think that's what I loved most about your description of your physical self: 'I would not change anything about me. I represent my ancestors.

You are as free as a prisoner in an open air prison

You are my son Dantés! You are the child of my captivity. My priestly office condemned me to celibacy: God sent you to me both to console the man who could not be a father and the prisoner who could not be free

You can grow up being a troublemaker and then before you know it the next thing you’re doing is listening to Frank Zappa whilst chilling out…now that’s the intelligent way out. What would a psychiatrist say about that?

... all Americans are the prisoners of racial prejudice.

You want to know about the place called Hell?" he asked the curious animal. "There is no Hell," he said. "Hell is in here." He touched the raw, pink skin of his chest with the tips of his fingers. "And it will forever brun inside me for what I have done.

A jailer is as much a prisoner as his prisoner.

Both sides were supposed to release all their prisoners, those were unconditional. There was some prisoner release that took place but it's not been satisfactory.

Freedom is an elusive concept. Some men hold themselves prisoner even when they have the power to do as they please and go where they choose, while others are free in their hearts, even as shackles restrain them.

Bring on the shackles - I'm your prisoner

Dinner with water is dinner for prisoners

Don't be a prisoner of your own style!

Everywhere men have unlocked the prisoners within, and from under the disguising skins the apes have leapt joyfully out.

Help! I'm being held prisoner by my heredity and environment.

If anyone has it rough at Guantanamo, it is the guards. They are constantly harassed and threatened by some of these terrorists. Prisoners tell guards, we know where your families are. We know where your wife is, your children, and we are going to kill them.

I am a President held prisoner, that I haven't resigned and I will not resign.

Many working families are both prisoners and architects of the time bind in which they find themselves.

I live a very dull life here... indeed I think I am more like a state prisoner than anything else.

I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners

It is not the prisoners who need reformation, it is the prisons.

I was always mortified.Didn't they know they were tying thier mothers to the ground? Weren't chains ashamed of their prisoners?

John McCain was a prisoner of war.

Listen, just do what you think is right, and we'll support it." ~ Sticky Washington, The Prisoner's Dilemma

I gained an inner peace, the serenity of a prisoner, so to speak.

The lives of prisoners of war after they are returned is almost never discussed, never explored.

Never did a prisoner, released from his chains, feel such relief as I shall on shaking off the shackles of power.

No one complains of being a prisoner of love who has ever been a prisoner of loneliness.

Ours is a civil fight, and imprisonment as a civil prisoner has got to be earned by the strict observance of the programme.

Prison life, fortunately, I spent a lot of years, about 18 years with other prisoners, and, as I say, they enriched your soul.

Mordovian prisoners are afraid of their own shadows. They are completely terrified.