“You’re reducing a medium that’s meant to be seen on your 65-inch plasma screen at home for your 4-inch monitor on the train.”

I don’t consider myself much of an actor. I have a face and a voice that allows me to do certain things.

You always have good shows and bad shows.

People want a certain amount of each. It’s just widening the market a little bit.

You do a couple of superhero things and then, all of a sudden, they want to get you because there may be some name value.

It’s liberating, on one hand, because you get to show up in sweatpants and with Doritos on your fingers, but on the other hand, it’s limiting because it’s just your voice.

When I go back in to re-record a line. I’m the icing on the cake, but the cake is the thing.

It’s a different thing to just be a voice.

On a plane or on a train, or whatever, you see people with their headphones and they’re looking at their iPhone or their Galaxy.

The power lies in who can say no the most. But, real power, though, lies in the opportunity to say yes.

This cross-section of people they just happen to bring in to decide the fate of mankind on television is really scary.

People are ready to do either, and the content has to work on both.

I know that the vitriol and hyperbole that exists online, and the anonymity, can be deadly because it’s cloaked in negativity and it’s brutal sometimes.

More and more people are watching entertainment on their phones.

And then, there are the producers and the writers and the director on the other side of the glass, and what they want.

You have to be malleable to what’s going to work, and you have to stay in the framework of the context.

I wasn’t really a big comic book guy, growing up. I watched cartoons, but the choices were a whole heck of a lot slimmer.

I had come to a place where I was meant to be. I don’t mean anything so prosaic as a sense of coming home. This was different, very different. It was like arriving at a place much safer than home.

It’s no good running a pig farm badly for 30 years while saying, ‘Really, I was meant to be a ballet dancer.’ By then, pigs will be your style.

I don’t really act. I say the words the way I would say them if I meant them.

It doesn’t matter what people say. I have been face to face with some of the most trying moments of men’s lives when it meant so much to me if I kept the vision, and if I held fast to that which God had said. A man must be in an immovable condition.

Rock music is not meant to be perfect.

No man wants to settle down. It happens. Eventually you’re going to bump into somebody that makes you go, ‘Hmm, I don’t mind seeing this person every day.’

Maybe subconsciously I feel I was meant to work hard for a living.

I feel like whatever is meant is meant. I feel like this is already written.