Prison Is the Worst of the Hells

In prison air, only what is good in man that wastes and withers. Pale anguish keeps the heavy gate, and the warder is despair. We are spending at the present three million, 500 thousand dollars per day to maintain prison institutions. After 18 months of horror in an english prison, oscar wilde gave to the world his great masterpiece, the ballad of reading jail,. The vilest deeds like poison weeds bloom. Well, in prison air, it is only what isgood in man that waste and withering. There. Is there no worse hell than this? Did you not know it? did you not know that these men and women whom you are frightening with