Jeff Ross Quotes

It's [Jail's] like being at school. Except you can't leave.

Are there other people who, when watching a documentary set in a prison, secretly think, as I have, 'Wish I had all that time to read'?

Jail is much easier on people who have nothing.

I really don't pay attention to the outside world when I'm incarcerated, because being in prison is like being in a different world. So I don't pay attention to what's going on outside of jail, because it's all beyond my control.

I spent two months in a jail once. In a Mexican border town.

Being in jail is difficult too because it's like being in a graveyard, you can't do much.

A man in a jail has more room, better food, and commonly better company

I wouldn’t mind going to jail if I had three cellmates who played bridge

Christmas poem to a man in jail hello Bill Abbott: I appreciate your passing around my books in jail there, my poems and stories. if I can lighten the load for some of those guys with my books, fine. but literature, you know, is difficult for the average man to assimilate (and for the unaverage man too); I don't like most poetry, for example, so I write mine the way I like to read it.

Prison itself is a tremendous education in the need for patience and perseverance. It is above all a test of one's commitment.

In a way, a jail is a place where you can rest, read books and live with yourself.

You are all in jail. Each alone, solitary, with a heap of what he owns. You live in prison, die in prison. It is all I can see in your eyes - the wall, the wall!

When I was in the penitentiary after being accused of killing a policeman, I was more in the system in the penitentiary than ever.

Prison is not a mere physical horror. It is using a pickaxe to no purpose that makes a prison.

I relate to any prison movie, as long as it has some authenticity.

Only a prisoner who has been confined for long behind high walk can appreciate the extraordinary psychological value of these outside walks and open views.

When you're in prison, there's no hiding. These women are not hiding behind towels and shower curtains. They go to the bathroom with no doors on the stalls. It would actually look weird, if these women were hiding.

In many respects, people on the outside suffered more than those of us in jail. In prison, we ate three times a day, we had clothing, we had free medical services, and we could sleep for 12 hours.

We who live in prison, and in whose lives there is no event but sorrow, have to measure time by throbs of pain, and the record of bitter moments.

Prisoners are the greatest audience that an entertainer can perform to.

Almost makes you want to go to jail out here, doesn't it?

The guns on the walls that surround the prison accurately, though unwittingly, index the true character of the penitentiary in our day.

Prison is a second-by-second assault on the soul, a day-to-day degradation of the self, an oppressive steel and brick umbrella that transforms seconds into hours and hours into days.

In durance vile 1here must I wake and weep, And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

And I never thought about how the lights don't go out, so you never really rest, in that way. I never really thought about the intensity of being watched, all the time. Those are some things that I didn't know about prison.