If you want to get rid of the perceived meaning of curse words, you’ll have to get rid of the feelings which bring their use, and that’s not going to happen.

Swearing was invented as a compromise between running away and fighting.

I love that man better who swears a stream as long as my arm yet deals justice to his neighbors and mercifully deals his substance to the poor, than the long, smooth faced hypocrite.

That’s when I have to ask him. “Can you really talk like that? Being holy and all?”

“What? Because I’m a priest?” He finishes the dregs of his coffee. “Sure. God knows what’s important.

If I cannot swear in heaven I shall not stay there.

Why use profanity in real life and writing? Because sometimes 'darn it' just doesn't cut it.