About Derek Raymond: Robert William Arthur Cook was an English crime writer, credited with being a founder of British noir.
A quick butchers shows up Old Bill three-handed, also a particularly nasty female grass–-and if looks were acid baths the two she collects from us would reduce her to gristle quicker than Mrs. Durand-Deacon.
You Englishmen,’ said Herr Wurter. ‘You are all the same. Wherever you are you behave as if you were at home and your word was law.
It's wearying, like Caliban buttonholing you in hell and telling you the struggle he's having getting along with himself.
...perhaps, when it got utterly dark, the peace of the darkness would become the same as light so that my last experience would become as mysterious and musical as my first, so that in my last darkness there might not be the same need of understandin...
Anyone who conceives of writing as an agreeable stroll towards a middle-class life-style will never write anything but crap.
It seems to me that no matter whether you marry, settle down or live with a bird or not, certain ones simply have your number on them, like bombs in the war; and even if you don’t happen to like them all that much there’s nothing you can do about...