He says that no one was so gentle to any one as Gallio was to every one; that his charm of manner won over even the people whom mere chance threw in his way, and that such was the force of his natural goodness that no one suspected his behaviour, as though it were due to art or simulation.

Speaking of flattery, in his fourth book of Natural Questions, he says to his friend Lucilius, "I used to say to you that my brother Gallio _( whom every one loves a little, even people who cannot love him more)_ was wholly _ignorant_ of other vices, but even _detested_ this.

You might try him in any direction.

You began to praise his intellect--an intellect of the highest and worthiest kind,...
and he walked away! You began to praise his moderation, he instantly cut short your first words.

You began to express admiration for his blandness and natural suavity of manner,...