“The pen is mightier than the sword.”
Personally I like Pratchett’s twist on that phrase, where “only if the sword is small and the pen is very sharp,” but the concept is still solid.
Language is a tool. Language is how we communicate, how we express, how we abstract. A clever writer can make you laugh and cry and clutch the pages tightly.
Words can make you cry. A good writer can put their pain and heartbreak onto a page and make you feel their loss or how lonely they are.
Language is a sign of what we think, what we’re feeling. The words we pick are the closest we can get to telepathy.
Words are a sign of intent. Every message from a friend offering a hug or tea comes with the knowledge of affection and care on the other end. A texted “I love you” makes as much emotion bloom in your chest as hearing it out loud.
This should be obvious, then, that with everything words are and mean… if the words are threatening, it doesn’t matter if it’s a note in your locker or shoved under your door, or printed in small black type on the internet.
The intent matters. The emotion behind them matters.
Words are more than noise.
They cut.