Jack Henry Abbott Quotes

It's difficult to put into words what freedom feels like. You only know what freedom feels like if you know what it feels like to not be free.

We shall fight against them, throw them in prisons and destroy them.

Violence, indeed, is the child of suppression.

It was dreadful. They tried to put the little redhead in a cage.

They weren't crazy. They were tired of being locked up. Even I could see that.

Someone once threw me a small, brown, hairy kiwi fruit, and I threw a wastebasket over it until it was dead.

The brutalization of humans by other humans never fails to get to me in some angry-making way. It shot up in me like an explosion.

Force is not a remedy.

I don't want to live like a prisoner.

Violence in the voice is often only the death rattle of reason in the throat.

I wouldn't mind someone lobbing hand grenades at me, but having to reset the timer on the video recorder puts me into a blood-spitting frenzy.

I have to shoot without any breaks. I yell at Herzog and hit him. I have to fight for every sequence. I wish Herzog would catch the plague, more than ever.

When you fight, anger drives up testosterone in both men and women.

Deliberate violence is more to be quenched than a fire.

I see this fella built like a barn door... and there's all these fox hunters, who didn't like me, screaming and shouting and as I walked past him I looked at him and he hit me with something.

It’s often safer to be in chains than to be free.

I get angry when people push people around.

I'm like a caged animal sometimes. Let me yearn to breathe free.

Violence is part of everybody's life, whether you like or express it or not. My work utilises all the energies that I have, and part of it is violent, and I'd rather it be out than in.

If I beat my against this desk, maybe things will make sense," Angela murmured. "Or if I beat someone else's head against this desk...." She eyed Jared speculatively

I’ve had a tense couple of days. And I’ve got to tell you, burning someone’s face off sounds like a great way to relax.

I'm gonna have to start walking down the street and start hitting people in the head!

I never fully understood it till my friend Professor Tolkien asked me the very simple question, 'What class of men would you expect to be most preoccupied with, and hostile to, the idea of escape?' and gave the obvious answer: jailers.

Let people hide in their homes, caged like chickens. Cowards deserve no better.

We live like caged beasts waiting for the day to let the rage free.