After I'd been a lawyer for about five or six years, I started playing around with fiction.
All students enter law school with a certain amount of idealism and desire to serve the public, but after three years of brutal competition we care for nothing but the right job with the right firm where we can make partner in seven years and earn big bucks.
I was a lawyer for 10 years, and several of my clients had the misfortune, through no fault of my own, of going to prison. I visited them occasionally.
I was a lawyer for 10 years - a short time, but it molded me into who I am.
I was a lawyer for 10 years - a short time, but it molded me into who I am. My clients were little people fighting big corporations, so it was a natural thing to not only represent the little guy but also to pull for him - it's the American way.
Please give me fifty more years of work and fun, then an instant death when I'm sleeping.
Keeping a guy in prison costs 50,000 bucks a year. Executing one costs a couple million.
I don't feel stupid, just inadequate. After three years of studying the law, I'm very much aware of how little I know.
Shame was an emotion he had abandoned years earlier. Addicts know no shame. You disgrace yourself so many times you become immune to it.