I think Morse's thing about being a poor policeman but a good detective is a very good description of him.

I'm an introspective person. I'm not an extrovert.

I'm not an instinctive actor.

In the same way he's fascinated by crosswords, the puzzle of solving the murder is what drives him on.

Parts like Morse don't grow on trees. He's a great character.

There is no more final end than death.

Watch the mouth, it reveals what the eyes try to hide.

We all know that somebody did it, but how did they find the answer?

I think sadly that Morse thinks that he can exist on his own and he only realises at the end that he can't and never really has been able to. I feel sorry for him.

I was involved in school plays, but when I left school I did a couple of odd jobs as a baker's apprentice and then as a fruit market porter in Manchester.

We were using a hand-held camera to film the scene when Morse collapses. The camera wouldn't start. Three times they said action and it still wouldn't work. To this day, they still don't know what was wrong.

The universe is always speaking to us... sending us little messages, causing coincidences and serendipities, reminding us to stop, to look around, to believe in something else, something more.

No one knows how it is that with one glance a boy can break through into a girl's heart.

It's never too late - in fiction or in life - to revise.