His portions of time thus laid out, were some of them set apart to studies of one kind, and others to those of another: he had some for reflection, conversation, divine service, the reading of Locke, for his rosary, for visits, music and painting; and neither pleasure, temptation, nor complaisance, could interrupt this order: a duty he might have had to discharge was the only thing that could have done it.

When he gave me a list of his distribution, that I might conform myself thereto, I first laughed, and then shed tears of admiration.

He never constrained anybody nor suffered constraint: he was rather rough with people, who from politeness, attempted to put it upon him.

He was passionate without being sullen.

I have often seen him warm, but never saw him really angry with any person.