Once I'm given an idea for a story I have a million ideas on how it should be illustrated, but I don't have a big shoebox full of unfinished ideas.

I hope the snow covers everything so all the footsteps are silenced, and the whole city can be at peace.

He wished he was with his mom in her library, where everything was safe and numbered and organized by the Dewey decimal system. Ben wished the world was organized by the Dewey decimal system. That way you'd be able to find whatever you were looking for, like the meaning of your dream, or your dad.

I think when I'm drawing, I'm seeing what's happening on the page almost as if it were unfolding like a movie in my head.

Maybe that's why a broken machine always makes me a little sad, because it isn't able to do what it was meant to do...Maybe it's the same with people," Hugo continued. "If you lose your purpose...it's like you're broken.

Even if all the clocks in the station break down, thought Hugo, time won't stop. Not even if you really want it to. Like now.

My house had suddenly turned into a hospital ward.