And as he reached for William's leg, the way a small child will reach for its mother's, there welled up through a small hole in the bottom of Mercer's soul a relief surpassing any he'd ever known in waking life.

Garth Risk Hallberg
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As William reached for Mercer's leg, the way a small child will reach for its mother's, there welled up through a small hole in the bottom of Mercer's soul a relief surpassing any he'd ever known in waking life. This passage describes the moment when Mercer finally went mad and lost all self-control.

Source: City On Fire

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