Stirlings of old had been so damned besotted with their newfound earldom that they couldn't think to put any other name on anything. . . It was a wonder he didn't drink Kilmartin Tea and sit on a Kilmartin-style chair. In fact, he probably would be doing just that if his grandmother had found a way to manage it without actually taking the family into trade.
With passions stilled and one's nature firm, all destinies are in harmony; When the full moon of contemplation is reached you will be pure.