hiː wʌz, aɪ bᵻlˈiːv, ɐ mˈæn hˌuː hæd ɡɹˈeɪt pˈaʊɚz ˈiːðɚ fɔːɹ ɡˈʊd ɔːɹ fɔːɹ ˈiːvəl, bˌʌt baɪ pˈændɚɹɪŋ tə ðə dˈɑːɹkɚ sˈaɪd ʌv hɪz nˈeɪtʃɚ ænd nᵻɡlˈɛktɪŋ ðɪ ˈʌðɚ, hiː bɹˈɔːt hɪmsˈɛlf təbi æz nˌɪɹ ɐ fˈiːnd ˌæzɪtˌɪz pˈɑːsᵻbəl fɚɹə mˈæn tə bˈiː.
He was, I believe, a man who had great powers either for good or for evil, but by pandering to the darker side of his nature and neglecting the other, he brought himself to be as near a fiend as it is possible for a man to be.