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“In all fairness to his soldiers, until the moment I spit on their king, I had probably looked pretty humble.”
― Jennifer A. Nielsen, The Shadow Throne

“Thora is so much simpler. She is a hollow thing with no past no future. No desires. No anger. Only fear. Only obedience”
― Laura Sebastian, Ash Princess

“She is a soldier trapped inside a barbed-wire fence, but she is still at war and the battlefield is her own body, and perhaps, she has come to realize as a prisoner, that is where it has always been.”
― Maaza Mengiste, The Shadow King

“In the hectic pace of the world today, there is no time for meditation, or for deep thought. A prisoner has time that he can put to good use. I’d put prison second to college as the best place for a man to go if he needs to do some thinking. If he’s motivated, in prison he can change his life.”
― Malcolm X, The Autobiography of Malcolm X

“When one faces pain on a daily basis, one either learns to live with it or let it consume him.”
― Jina S. Bazzar, Heir of Ashes

“I’m sorry you lost your mom, but man, you got to look at this a different way. Now you have someone in heaven who is going to argue your case before god. It was silent for a few moments and then the most amazing thing happened, on a dark night in what must surely be the most desolate and dehumanizing place on earth, a man laughed.”
― Anthony Ray Hinton, The Sun Does Shine: How I Found Life and Freedom on Death Row

“Seemed like the only way into the city these days was by being dragged through the gates as a prisoner with a hand around your neck. Lucky me.”
― Alwyn Hamilton, Traitor to the Throne

“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.”
― Ashley Asti, I Have Waited for You: Letters from Prison

“Little brother,â€� Balekin says without waiting to be acknowledged. He wears the chained cuffs on his wrists as though they are bracelets, as though they add to his status instead of marking him as a prisoner.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King

“She was kidnapped, held hostage in her own nightmare, being tortured by her own mind.”
― Arti Manani, The Colours of Denial

“For the first 3 weeks of that month, I was also under internal segregation. This simply meant that no other political prisoner was allowed near me. During meals, I was made to sit apart from the others, often with a guard between us. During my ration of sunshine, I had to sit in my corner, often with a watchful guard to ensure that there was no talking or other contact between me & any of the others. Because we were all on the same block it wasn't easy for the warders to enforce total segregation. The other political prisoners would break through the cordon by shouting across to me or by finding any & every excuse for going past where I was sitting & hurriedly throwing in one or two words of solidarity...This was always touching coming from people who were in no better conditions.”
― NgÅ©gÄ© wa Thiong'o, Wrestling with the Devil: A Prison Memoir

“It is pointless to teach someone a lesson by killing them.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“It was raining outside. It wasn’t heavy, but it left droplets on the windows, making it look like the window was covered in glitter which gleamed and shone in the candlelight. There was something outlandish about the place. It wasn’t only the grand rooms and the exquisite décor and not even the sheer size of the building; there was more to it. It was a feeling. She felt enveloped in it day and night. It wasn’t unpleasant or choking, but it wasn’t cosy and welcoming either. It was just there, like a straitjacket. She hoped that there could have been a bit more glitter and glamour to her days. She wasn’t exactly a sparkly kind of girl, but she missedâ€� something.”
― Pamela Harju, A World Other Than Her Own

“Does it get any better than sleeping next to you on a cold rainy night? Watching myself in your eyes and the way I shine in there. Hearing the drizzle and getting weaker every time the breeze touches our bare skin. Every time you smile, these little butterflies with their wings on fire, flies inside my heart and I constantly fail to cage these feelings in mere words. All I need at that moment is you inside my arms. And to stay a prisoner inside your eyes, for an eternity.”
― Akshay Vasu, The Abandoned Paradise: Unraveling the beauty of untouched thoughts and dreams

“You see the wall he's building around him.
You don’t see the prisoner he's turning into.”
― Nitya Prakash

“Let your work warm you up, that was your only salvation.”
― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovitch

“If there is a God, he will have to beg my forgiveness.”
― Jewish Prisoner

“That’s the biggest danger of incarceration: you get used to it. It’s not the goon in the bathroom with a blade hidden in his mouth creeping up behind you that poses the biggest threat to your survival. It’s the fact that you get used to it.”
― Jacques Pauw, Little Ice Cream Boy

“You cannot discuss any matter with those people who are just a prisoner of their false ego, little knowledge, weak and wrong examples, blaming, insulting and abusing behaviour instead of observing, understanding and excepting the reality, sensibility, facts of the time and the history of the civilisation.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“And them and their descendants, to the last of their race, I, Alexandre Manette, unhappy prisoner, do this last night of the year 1767, in my unbearable agony, denounce to the times when all these things shall be answered for. I denounce them to Heaven and to earth.”
― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

“All of us are the slave and the prisoner of ourselves, on any point or any shape. One may deny if its conscience is dead.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“Nodding and laughing-
Really, really laughing-
The guards too.
Laughing and nodding and blinking and patting down his hair, the spittle on his chin-
Michael John Myshkin, murderer of children is laughing-
Spittle on his chin, tears on his cheeks.”
― David Peace, Nineteen Eighty Three

“We are all the prisoners, the circumstantial prisoners”
― P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar

“There were occasional dances at the main prison compound with live bands as well as holiday dinners, activities that Blanche greatly enjoyed. In her scrapbooks, she placed an autographed promotional photograph of one visiting band, The Rural Ramblers. ...
Blanche loved to dance and by all accounts she was very good at it. She applied to a correspondence course in dancing that came complete with diagrams of select dance steps to place on the floor and practice. She also cut similar dance instructions and diagrams from newspapers and magazines and put them in her scrapbooks. By 1937, she had mastered popular dances like jitterbug, rumba, samba, and tango.
The men’s prison, or “the big prison� as the women called it, hosted movies on Friday nights. Features like Roll Along Cowboy ... were standard, usually accompanied by some short musical feature such as Who’s Who and a newsreel. The admission was five cents. Blanche attended many of these movies. She loved movies all of her life.
Blanche Barrow’s periodic visits to the main prison allowed her to fraternize with males. She apparently had a brief encounter with “the boy in the warden’s office� in the fall of 1934. There are few details, but their relationship was evidently ended abruptly by prison officials in December.
There were other suitors, some from Blanche Barrow’s past, and some late arrivals...”
― John Neal Phillips, My Life with Bonnie and Clyde

“[At Eastham, probably after sexual abuse]: In Barrow's own words to Fults, 'I'd like to shoot all these damned guards and turn everybody loose.' Fults, initially unimpressed by the diminutive Barrow, later noted the change he witnessed. 'I seen him change from a schoolboy to a rattlesnake. He got real bitter.' ... This is echoed by members of the Barrow family who noted a distinct difference in Barrow's personality after his 1932 parole. According to his sister Marie, 'Something awful sure must have happened to him in prison, because he wasn't the same person when he got out.”
― John Neal Phillips, My Life with Bonnie and Clyde

“Neither person has to give any of themselves away. They are entirely themselves. Together they live in something bigger than themselves which encloses both. It is something that is already made; something the two belong to; something that they both merge with without losing anything.”
― Donna Goddard, Pittown

“In humility is the greatest freedom. As soon as you begin to take yourself seriously and imagine that your virtues are important because they are yours, you become the prisoner of your own vanity and even your best works will blind and deceive you. Then, in order to defend yourself, you will begin to see sins and faults everywhere in the actions of other[s].”
― Thomas Merton

“I need some rope," she said to Cogsworth as she entered the study, shaking herself into action.
"Yes, of course, right away," the little clock said. "What?"
"I'm not letting him free until I get some answers," Belle said, gritting her teeth. "Help me tie him up."
"Tie up? The master?" Cogsworth stuttered.
"He threw my father into a cold prison cell, then took me in his place! I think tying him up in front of a warm roaring fire is plenty generous, considering!”
― Liz Braswell, As Old as Time

“In displacement, I, Chaker of the World, grew up a prisoner. I am a freedom fighter, and my love for life is my only weapon.”
― Chaker Khazaal, Ouch! A memoir with a twistâ€�

“Roots matter by not even one jot, and though there are lessons we can draw from them, we cannot let them determine us or even define us, just define and frame how it is we are to escape ourselves to remake ourselves. We are not prisoners of the past. We can all reinvent ourselves, build ourselves anew. We are a New Humanity, a Higher Humanity, the Bright Humanity of the future”
― Thomas Stark, The Stairway to Consciousness: The Birth of Self-Awareness from Unconscious Archetypes