Repetition doesn't really exist

There's a kind of edge to what you're doing, the kind of leading edge of what you're doing. Inside that edge [are elements you] are familiar with, and are probably becoming slightly bored with, as well, over a period of time. "I've pulled that one out before. Oh, no, I can't I'm just fed up with that. Let's do something else."And you always think "Oh my God I've never done anything at all like that before." But, of course, in retrospect, and to an outsider, they'll say, "Oh, yeah that's typical Eno.

In the wake of the events of 11 September 2001, it now seems clear that the shock of the attacks was exploited in America.

You shoot your arrow and then you paint your bulls eye around it, and therefore you have hit the target dead centre.

Everything good proceeds from enthusiasm.

It infuriates me that stuff from the Internet routinely doesn't include all the credits. Because as soon as I listen to something, if I like it, I want to know, "Who's the bass player?" "Who did that?" "Who's the engineer on this?

If you want to make someone feel emotion, you have to make them let go. Listening to something is an act of surrender.