They are the stones by the builder rejected.

There is no place for them, in the social fabric, while all the forces of society drive them downward till they perish.

At the bottom of the Abyss they are feeble, besotted, and imbecile.

If they reproduce, the life is so cheap that perforce it perishes of itself.

The work of the world goes on above them, and they do not care to take part in it, nor are they able.