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“Emily sighed and looked to Simon. "Your brother is a hard man." Draven choked on his wine. She frowned. "Milord, are you all right?" she asked, pounding her hand on his back. "Fine," Draven said, then shrugged off her touch. "Your choice of words just caught me off guard." Once more Simon burst into laughter. "What?" she asked. Simon shook his head. "I'll leave it to my brother to explain to you just how hard a man he is." "Simon," he warned. "Don't growl at me when you instigated it."

-Emily, Draven & Simon”
― Kinley MacGregor, Master of Desire

“My motto has always been: a hard man is good to find.â€� Tess gave Hunter’s unflinching bicep a gentle squeeze, claiming it and the man for her own. “And never let the bride stand in the way of me and my hard man.”
― Kate Meader, Even the Score

“There’s no respect for older people at all today, and that’s saddening. Look at the way crime against older people has risen! You know, there’s no calling people ‘Mrâ€� or ‘Mrsâ€� now, they just call you, and it’s all ‘fuck offâ€� and the likes of.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“The scenario where the sprawling anti-hero gets his comeuppance and the champion walks off into the sunset with his arm around the prize, usually a woman, is a pleasing one. This media personification of what a hero is all about used to be the common norm. Examining past events can confirm this convoluted outlook that sees the baddie being portrayed as some sort of evil manifestation sent to cause havoc by any means possible.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“The anti-hero has played an important role in the history of mankind, so much so that the whole ethos of what is good and bad has become blurred.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Examining the background of anyone can bring skeletons to our attention; a blot on the landscape can mar all what pleases the eye. This is how Malcolm Price was perceived by those who would stand back in fear of what he was all about, yet nothing could be further from the truth!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Malcolm Price embodies all that is Welsh, aside from the green valleys and male voice choirs. The will to win against insurmountable odds is a penchant of the Welsh, put this with a propensity to never say ‘dieâ€� and that is what makes the Welsh so durable.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Call Malcolm Price (Pricey) a ‘chancerâ€� and you would be wrong. Pricey has, with premeditated determination, won his battles and hung his gloves up; his story is no less dramatic or tantalising than that of his Welsh ancestors.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Barbarianism and finesse cannot be rolled into one, Pricey defeats this theory. The barbarianism born from his fight to make it in life, his finesse brought about by his sensitivity that was deprived of him when he was a child.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“Gradually, the physical cruelty and punishment beatings started and it got worse. He’d be on his knees to try to teach me how to fight, so my father made out. Whack! His hand would slap in to my face with the full force might of a 6ft 4in 18st man!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“I remember, I walked in to the house expecting to be consoled by my father, but he yelled, ‘What, you fucking lost!â€� At this stage I was still only a kid, if I lost then I was given a good kicking by him. He would suddenly turn in to King Kong and proceeded to paint the walls seven colours of shite with me!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“If I lost a bout then I soon learned not to go home straight afterwards, I would give him time to go to the bar first. Event though I’d go to all of that trouble to escape his ranting and raving, my father would come home steaming drunk, drag me out of bed whilst I was still half asleep and beat the living shit out of me!”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“My aspirations never lay with boxing, but that’s the way I was pushed. I was still a choirboy when I started boxing because I remember I went to choir practice every Wednesday night. I missed some Wednesday nights if I was boxing and then when I missed it I’d have to tell the choirmaster why. I had a battle between the choir and boxing. When my voice inevitably broke, boxing won.”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man

“I wanted to go in one direction, but my father forced me to follow his direction, and, somehow, he won. In one of these compelling situations, he wanted me to join the police force, but he had previously said that I didn’t have the bastard brains to pass my driving test. What a contradiction of terms?”
― Stephen Richards, Street Warrior: The True Story of the Legendary Malcolm Price, Britain's Hardest Man