Quotes
All Hawaii beaches are open to the public - there's no such thing as a private beach.
A lot of the homelands turned out to be land where no water was readily available, no roads, no amenities. So you had your ceded lands of a couple million acres, and y Hawaiian homesteads of a couple hundred thousand acres.
A good portion of the airport is on ceded lands, and lease money was paid for that. So the state's collecting lease money because all of a sudden ''worthless'' land now has an airport on it.
When they talk of ghosts of the dead who wander in the night with things still undone in life, they approximate my subjective experience of this life.
When I'm forced by circumstances to be in a crowd of prisoners, it's all I can do to refrain from attack.
To be in prison so long, it's difficult to remember exactly what you did to get there.
There was never sufficient evidence presented at my trial to support a finding of intent to kill.
The part of me which wanders through my mind and never sees or feels actual objects, but which lives in and moves through my passions and my emotions, experiences this world as a horrible nightmare.
The other inmates stand in a long straight line, flanked by guards, and I am dragged past them. I do not respect them, because they will not run - will not try to escape.
The only serious crime I have ever committed in free society was bank robbery during the time I was a fugitive.
That is how prison is tearing me up inside. It hurts every day. Every day takes me further from my life.
So we can all hold up like good soldiers and harden ourselves in prison. But if you do that for too long, you lose yourself.
Paranoia is an illness I contracted in institutions. It is not the reason for my sentences to reform school and prison. It is the effect, not the cause.
One morning I woke up and was plunged into psychological shock. I had forgotten I was free.
Nothing is over and done with. Nothing. Not even your malice.
My eyes, my brain seek out escape routes wherever I am sent.
Imagine a thousand more such daily intrusions in your life, every hour and minute of every day, and you can grasp the source of this paranoia, this anger that could consume me at any moment if I lost control.
I've wanted somehow to convey to you the sensations - the atmospheric pressure, you might say - of what it is to be seriously a long-term prisoner in an American prison.
I have been desperate to escape for so many years now, it is routine for me to try to escape.
I find it painful and angering to look in a mirror.