The degree of civilization in a society can be judged by entering its prisons.
And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing.
Make not your thoughts your prisons.
Let us reform our schools, and we shall find little reform needed in our prisons.
Jails and prisons are the complement of schools; so many less as you have of the latter, so many more must you have of the former.