Homo sum; humani nil a me alienum puto.
(Terence, Heauton Timoroumenus 77)

Pron = HOH-moh soom hoo-MAH-nee nil ah may ah-lee-AY-noom POO-toh.

I am a human being; I think that nothing human is separate or "other" from me.

Comment: It might be a revealing thing to ask ourselves: is there anything that is human that not a part of me?

It might be more fun to put the question to a crowd and watch them attempt to answer the question, listen to the things "human" that they would reject for themselves.

It would be more like wisdom to ask the question of ourselves. It is easy for me to look at an individual that has angered or hurt me and find in him/here qualities that are so "deplorable". Not like me at all. Except for this nagging little thing: I cannot recognize the deplorable condition in another unless--well--I recognize it.

The difficult truth is that we find in others ALL human qualities, and they all belong to us--the marvelous things that are human, and the painful things that are human. They are all ours.

The real question: what we do with who we are.