I Understand From Those Who Adore Him,

People's Hands Fascinate Me. It's Tempting To Look At A Businessman's Left Hand And See If There's An Indentation From A Missing Wedding Ring. Or Maybe There's A Tan Line And The Skin Is Pressed Down Where's He's Worked A Ring Off His Finger.

If You Can't Fail, You Can Never Get Better.

One Of The Fears Of Having Too Much Work Is Not Having Time To Observe. And Once You Get Recognised, There Is Nowhere For You To Look Any More. You Can't Sit On A Night Bus And Watch It All Happen.

I Had Parents Who Were Working Actors, Who Did Really Well In Their Careers, But It Was A Living. So It Was A Reality For Me Growing Up; It Wasn't A Fantasy. It Wasn't Sitting There Going, "i Want To Be Adored." It Wasn't That At All. Not To Say That The Screams Of Fans Aren't A Smile-raiser, But That Was Never The Pull For Me.

I Was Very Nervous About Doing The Entertainment Weekly Cover, Because I Thought, "okay, This Is The First Taste, This Is The First Visual Moment." By Then I Obviously Knew A Lot Of The More Iconic Moments In His Comic History, But Still It's Me. It's Not A Drawing, It's Not An Artist; It's Me And I'm Kinda Frightened, But It Seemed To Go Down.