Sam West > Quotes

“His head kind of imploded. He had always wondered what it would feel like to crush a human head with his foot – and now he knew. He thoroughly enjoyed the deep-sounding crack of his skull splitting open. The noise was a physical thing, jolting up his leg and reverberating through his entire body. God, it was deeply satisfying, even if it was his old friend Harlan. Oh well, never mind. Richard was right, friends and family were a liability.”
― Sam West, Splatterpunks

“I am saving my energy, I am older and I like my torture to have a little more finesse. But each to their own, this is a party, after all.”
― Sam West, Splatterpunks

“Krays.”
― Sam West, The Grindhouse Experience

“Roger, who had been crying like a baby the entire time, howled like a banshee when she jammed the blade of her knife up his rectum.”
― Sam West, At Night

“It was his calmness that had unnerved her, rather than the threat of violence. “And”
― Sam West, Home Intruder

“Her relationship with Jason was suddenly the most precious thing in the world to her; in that moment she loved him with all the remorseful passion that only a guilty heart could muster. From”
― Sam West, The Collection

“hedonism and amorality. And remember, he who cannot give anything away, cannot feel anything either.”
― Sam West, Strange Flesh

“That all depends. Buried trauma gets worse in time, not better, it will eat away at you like a sickness. Nightmares are the mind’s way of dealing with past trauma. Only when you confront that trauma will your nightmares cease and you will be on the path to freedom.”
― Sam West, Mary Blake

“Your work speaks to me, Beatrice – it speaks of the emptiness of the human condition. That life is without value, meaning, or intrinsic value.”
― Sam West, Strange Flesh

“He watched the unfolding scene with bated breath, dying to know what Dick was planning. He didn’t have to wait long to find out. The boy’s scream was so loud and high-pitched that Sebastian had to cover his ears with his hands. Richard had bitten off the tip of the boy’s cock. “Oh my, that’s tasty,” he said, chewing and sucking on the lump of meat in his mouth. The boy howled in agony, blood spurting in great arcs from his severed genitals. He fell to his knees then onto his side, clutching the bloody stump that had once been his cock.”
― Sam West, Splatterpunks

“Good. I know you like this. I know you want to be hurt. Properly hurt. I’m a sadist and you’re a masochist. You still love me and I want to destroy you. It’s the perfect match. So why don’t we take this relationship to its natural conclusion? Trust me, you’re gonna love it.”
― Sam West, Splatterpunks

“The question of morality, of right and wrong, is a social construct. I don’t think that life has intrinsic meaning, I think it is intrinsically meaningless. The entire human species is without purpose. Every soul is born into the Universe, not knowing why, and some of those souls are compelled to invent meaning. The natural state of the Universe is chaos, and God is benign.”
― Sam West, Strange Flesh

“Do you see Mary Blake in your waking life?” ”What? No! Christ, I’m not crazy.” “I didn’t say you were. False awakening dreams of severity such as yours are sometimes accompanied by something called micro-sleeps, whereby the primary delusionary experience intrudes into waking consciousness. In other words, hallucinations occur. The subject is in a state of hyper-arousal and dreams and reality can become blurred. But I can certainly help you before things might progress to that stage.”
― Sam West, Mary Blake