I am beginning to have a great appreciation for words

In highschool, I hated words. I hated Enlgish, writing essays and all that. I liked math, with its black and white answers, and methods to follow. There were no opinions. There was no grey area. There was no guessing. There were no long hours spent pondering how to convert some faint wisp of a thought into words.
But now...
I am beginning to realize their beauty, and the power they can hold.

But words require action to become believable. Without action they loose meaning. And words spoken without meaning are hurtful.