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“One lesson I learned from all of this, and that was a hard one, for all of the good I did people, it was never remembered. I was the one doing jail, not them. Apart from a small circle of close loyal friends, I was and am on my own.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“My father was always suppressing the softer side of my nature; it seemed to have disappeared in the course of those boxing lessons, that’s what boxing did to me. My father took away the real me and replaced all what I could have been by imposing his brutal regime of terror upon me.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“I must have had that Bugsy Malone type of face that attracts every fucker to have a go at me.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Like Lenny McLean said, and I agree with him totally, he told me it’s these bastards that hurt the old people and fuck up the young kids, they are the animals and they hardly get any prison sentence for it.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“My time as a doorman was quite volatile and bloody, no door registration schemes or training courses could have prepared you for what it was like back then. You didn’t have vanloads of police patrolling up and down the town then, you were lucky if you even seen a couple of bobbies in a car, never mind on foot.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“The only kicks and highs people got then were the ones dished out in nightclub fights.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Some people say you should watch a man’s feet to see if he’s ready to swing a punch, I say watch his fucking eyes!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Most of the pubs had barred Des, but he came in to the Tiger bar and he points to me and says, ‘And you, out! I want you by the back of the car park.â€� So I obliged him and proceeded to kick the poor cunt all around the car park, he ended up in hospital for a week! Eventually, when he came out of hospital he said that I was the best thing that had happened to him, I’d cured him!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“At that time, there was only one thing better that a good fight, and that was having a good fight and getting paid for it.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Obviously it’s hard for anyone to imagine, but these dance halls were powder kegs just waiting to erupt. Names were made and reputations were enhanced or blown in a flash!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“As one of the motorbikes came towards me, I let a big heavy right go, and knocked the rider’s head clean off his shoulders! Fucking hell, the guy’s head was still in his helmet and it was clattering all the way down the road.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“These near death escapades didn’t put me off working in violent situations. If trouble happened then I couldn’t stop to think of what might happen. There were some good people about and my job was to protect them from trouble, I couldn’t let past experiences put me off.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“As much as Merthyr is a fighting town, these people also have hearts of gold. I worked all over Monmouth, and then the Aberfan disaster happened! That was a very emotional episode in my life. I never want to see anything like that ever again! In my opinion, the tip should have been moved well before the rain got in to it, and the old tip came rolling down the hillside on the school and the walls just caved in!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Although I had committed just about every sort of assault imaginable on people and even the odd one or two against the police, I still had and still do have respect for the old school policeman.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Remember, I was only in to fighting; I wasn’t a high-ranking underworld figure selling the Crown Jewels! I wasn’t the Merthyr Mafia and I had no connections with the goings on of petty criminal matters.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“He caught me neat, right on the fucking face and I took one step back and thought, you’re not getting away with that you bastard! I was punching the piss out of him, he kept going down, but I didn’t kick him, he’d had enough. I didn’t put the boot in to a man older than myself. But this confrontation was out of the blue, out of the fucking blue. That’s what I had to face.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Everyone in the valleys knew me and because of that, so many people used my name in the valleys that there must have been at least a hundred times a night that the name ‘Malcolm Priceâ€� was used.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“I never knew any of these people who were using my name, if I had a fiver for every time my name was used for protective purposes by these people to ward off trouble then I’d be a millionaire many times over by now.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“There was just one cheeky bastard in the club that night and it started World War Three. There was a bloodbath down there, they all got locked up, and the police dogs didn’t need feeding for a week after that.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Someone once asked me if I knew the feeling of fear. Oh, I knew fear. Well, really speaking I never feared any fucker at that time; I’ve got to be honest. But I knew fear, the fear of losing! There was never any fear of combat! My father instilled that fear in to me and that was what drove me on to win â€� the fear of what was to come after you went home saying you’d lost!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“In a dancehall in Kendal, I chased the bouncers out of the fucking dancehall, they were wearing white coats and they took these coats off, put them on the floor and jacked; Ginger Harris and me, we put the white coats on and took over for the night!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“People keep telling me that I’m a legend in Merthyr and a legend in many other places. Here’s my understanding on that, what’s a legend? I don’t really know what a legend is, I don’t even know the word. I’m not a King Arthur reincarnate either. I might be one of the Round Table, but I’m not King Arthur.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“You know, the Lord said to Adam: ‘Come forth, come forth,â€� and he came fifth and won the fucking apple, do you know what I mean. If you can walk away, walk away but it’s hard to do”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“I’ve had guns pointed at me, and I can tell you that it’s not the right place to be standing if some is really mad at you!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“I believe in most men there is a certain amount of violence. Every man has a bit of fight in him, but some of them have to look deeper within themselves, further than most. The fight is there if you search for it; people don’t think they’ve got it at all, but they have got it, like the weakest fucking crony you could see on earth. If someone broke in to the house, I believe he’d fucking have a go rather than somebody hurt his wife and kids; it would press him to his limits. If he’s not going to defend his pitch, he’s not worth a cup of cold fucking water.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“The difference between a heel and a coward and one who jumps in the fire and one who runs away from the fire; is up to the individual in how they manage a given situation.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Dicing with death is one man’s cup of tea, but another man’s poison. I just didn’t fear anything.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Today, these doormen, they wear body armour, armoured gloves, stab proof vests and all sorts; it’s totally changed, you get shot at the door you are paid to stand at, never mind getting stabbed. Druggies go away, get a gun, return and start shooting at you! Yeah, times are changing fast and there are some nice kids out there and some of them are fucking wild. I can’t see it getting better with these drug mugs because they get on them and they can’t get off them again.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“On this world you have the animals and they have as much right to be on this world as us; and it’s man who is the reason they are pushed to extinction. They’re killing them for their tusks and their horns, and these fucking idiots, they think claws will give them sex appeal and they get all fucking sissy on you.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“It is perhaps surprising that in eighteenth century travellers' accounts Glasgow is most often compared with Oxford for the beauty of its prospect and the excellence of its ambience. It was post-industrial Revolution accounts of the city that began to articulate the 'Glasgow discourse' which was to become hegenomic. Initially signalled in urban planning and public health reports of the nineteenth century, this discourse was powerfully accelerated by tabloid journalistic accounts of gang warfare in interwar Glasgow and by folkloric embellishments of these. The result was that a monstrous Ur-narrative comes into play when anyone (not least, it should be said, Glaswegians themselves) seeks to describe or deal imaginatively with that city. In this archetypal narrative, Glasgow is the City of Dreadful Night with the worst slums in Europe, its citizens living out lives which are nasty, brutish and short. The milieu of Glasgow is so stark, so the narrative runs, that it breeds a particular social type, the Hard Man, a figure whose universe is bounded by football, heavy drinking and (often sectarian) violence. The image of Glasgow, which beckons, Circe-like, to any who would speak or write of that city, is one of men celebrating, coming to terms with or (rarely) transcending their bleak milieu. An order of marginalisation, if not exclusion, is served on women.”
― Colin McArthur, The Cinematic City