" From that day on, Belfast was poisoned for her. She could not conceive of Francis's killer as an indifividual, as a person who might be arrested, tried and punished, but only as a great darkness which was hidden in the hearts of everyone she met. It was as if the act of murder was so dreadful that the person who committed it had forfeited his humanity and had been reduced to the level of pure evil. He had dragged that world down with him: eveyone was guilty. "

― Deirdre Madden , Hidden Symptons