His horror of Nonconformists was such that he would not have a copy of The Pilgrim's Progress in his house.

He upheld the Bishop and all established institutions, believing that the way to heaven was to turn to the right and go straight on.

There were many such clergymen in his day.
In appearance he was a cold, hard, stern man, despising sentiment, reticent and self-restrained.

But beneath the surface there lay deep emotions and an aesthetic sense, of which his drawings were the only outward sign.

To these sketches he himself attached no value.