There was a set prayer for every garment—cassock, cincture, rochet, mozzetta, zucchetto—and he recited them as he put on each item. “Protect me, O Lord, with the girdle of faith,” he whispered as he knotted the cincture around his waist, “and extinguish the fire of lust so that chastity may abide in me, year after year.” But he did so mechanically, with no more feeling than if he were giving out a telephone number.
If he no longer feels lust, why is he o obsessed with conquering it? It' s as if he neexs to have somethng to fighr in order to prove that be 's spiritually worthy. The others seem to treat their voctionsas jobs. Bellini is describex as neurotic but Lobelli is nus as crazy.
