If you love, you will know that everything begins and everything ends, and there is a time for beginning and there is a time for ending, and there is no wound in it. One is not wounded; one simply knows the season is over. One is not in despair, one simply understands and one thanks the other: “You gave me so many beautiful gifts. You gave me new visions of life; you opened a few windows I might never have opened on my own. Now the time has has come that we separate and our ways part.” Not in anger not in rage, not with grudge, no with any complaint, but with tremendous gratitude, with great love, with thankfulness in the heart. If you know how to love, you will know how to separate.