Each fills his own niche.

You study there to love your neighbour as yourself. 

He is yourself, really. 

You have a hand and a foot―each different, yet each yourself―but neither is all of yourself.

You see the drift? 

When a foot calls a hand an aristocrat, and only an ornament, exalting feet as the true useful members, you could smile. 

One of you is as useful to the whole as the other, and exactly as hard to replace. 

Each fills his own niche. 

The mistake is only in the individual point of view, as all life is common to all.

―Helen (Spirt)