Aries: Virginia Woolf
I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments. Not to people.
Taurus: Hans Christian Andersen
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
Gemini: T.S. Eliot
Ah, but we die to each other daily.
What we know of other people
Is only our memory of the moments
During which we knew them. And they have changed since then.
To pretend that they and we are the same
Is a useful and convenient social convention
Which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember
That at every meeting we are meeting a stranger.
Cancer: Henry David Thoreau
And if she faintly glimmers here,
And paled is her light,
Yet always in her proper sphere
She’s mistress of the night.
Leo: James Joyce
As I am. As I am. All or not at all.
Virgo: William Wordsworth
“What occupation do you there pursue?
This is a lonesome place for one like you.”
Ere he replied, a flash of mild surprise
Broke from the sable orbs of his yet-vivid eyes.
Libra: Anne Sexton
I was
the girl full of talk of coffins and keyholes.
Scorpio: Shel Silverstein
This town grows old around me.
I cannot say I did not hear
That sound so haunting hollow—
I heard, I heard, I heard it clear…
I was afraid to follow.
Sagittarius: Lewis Carroll
I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.
Capricorn: Anaïs Nin
I adore the struggle you carry in yourself. I adore your terrifying sincerity.
Aquarius: Margaret Atwood
You think I’m not a goddess?
Try me.
This is a torch song.
Touch me and you’ll burn.
Pisces: Percy Shelley
The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In another’s being mingle—
Why not I with thine?





