I was a clubber in the Nineties. I went dancing every week.

I have to confess I'm not a huge comics fan in the wider sense of comics as an art form.

I'm at a stage in my career where I don't expect or get too much editorial input into what I'm doing. I have a proven track record of success, so my editors are willing to cut me some slack even when a particular approach is not to their personal taste.

From now on, I'm opting for ontological terrorism.

I write dozens and dozens of pages more than I need, and then edit them down to size. It's more like sculpture than construction.

All I know is that you won't come back until they're all dead. 'Eternity.' Every last one of them. Every man. Every woman. Every child. Global massacre. I dream about that day. A planet of corpses

The moon is so beautiful. It's a big silver dollar, flipped by God. And it landed scarred side up, see? So He made the world.