“The men laugh at the witty line, but it is not a belly laugh. Beasley's mouth is in a wide smile, but his eyes do not laugh, for there is little reason for joy. And if eyes are indeed mirrors of the soul, then they reflect an infinite sadness. I look away, afraid of what mine might reflect” SoulEyes Author:Mumia Abu-Jamal
“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.” SoulSelfHoursPrisonSecondsSteelDay To DayAssaultBricksDegradationUmbrella Book:Live from Death Row Source: Live from Death Row
