"There are probably seven persons, in all, who really like my work; and they are enough.... Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability. To trace the remote in the immediate; the eternal in the ephemeral; the past in the present; the infinite in the finite; these are to me the springs of delight and beauty. Like the late Mr. Wilde, 'I live in terror of not being misunderstood.'"
- Lovecraft, "The Defence Remains Open!" (April 1921)