That reminds me of a segment from C.S. Lewis' book A Horse and His Boy. In the book, a talking Narnian horse has lived his entire life around regular, non-talking horses. So he is used to being a special horse because he can talk and the other horses around him cannot. However, once he gets to Narnia he will be surrounded by other talking horses and suddenly he won't be special anymore. But as long as he doesn't consider himself a special horse, then at least he has a chance to be a good horse.
Obviously, that's something that we can apply to ourselves, as long as we understand that there is nothing special about us, then and only then do we have the chance to be a good person.