There are no strangers among my kind. (10.40)
Life on Wanderer's home planet must be like one giant Cheers bar, where everybody knows your name. We have to wonder if there are any shy or introverted members of her species, because if so, they might not like everyone being all up in their business.
There are millions of us, all working together in perfect harmony toward our goal. (11.81)
The souls tread that fine line between idyllic and creepy, but why is it creepy? Murder and discord are so normal to us their absence makes things seem downright strange.
"It's mighty nice to have a community again. Makes me feel downright human." (17.26)
Just as the Comforter tells Wanda, the human species needs community. Jeb thrives on it, too, but he doesn't seem to realize how much his human community mimics the community of the souls. Both are working together in harmony, operating without money, and sharing everything. The humans just fight a little more than the souls do. Plus, Jeb gets to be the dictator.