T.H. White
Author: T.H. White
Publisher: Berkley (1978)

The Queen dried her tears and looked at him, smiling like a spring shower.  In a minute they were kissing, feeling like the green earth refreshed by rain.  They thought that they understood each other once more - but their doubt had been planted.  Now, in their love, which was stronger, there were the seeds of hatred and fear and confusion growing a the same time: for love can exist with hatred, each preying on the other, and this is what gives it its greatest fury.