Objectivity? I always have an objective.

Society created the prison in its own image; will history, with its penchant for paradox, reverse those roles?

O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? Where, indeed. Many a badly stung survivor, faced with the aftermath of some relative's funeral, has ruefully concluded that the victory has been won hands down by a funeral establishment - in disastrously unequal battle.

Prison walls are meant not only to keep convicts in, but to keep the would-be investigator out.

The character and mentality of the keepers may be of more importance in understanding prisons than the character and mentality of the kept.

Things on the whole are much faster in America; people don't 'stand for election', they 'run for office.'

A thirteen-year-old is a kaleidoscope of different personalities, if not in most ways a mere figment of her own imagination. At that age, what and who you are depends largely on what book you happen to be reading at the moment.