Answer:
I hold two meanings. With one I may be broken with the other I hold on.
I cut through evil like a double edged sword and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise through battles fought with heart and mind instead of with my gaze.
I am the kind of food monkey likes and people slip on me and fall in cartoons.
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh, but my heart is made of stone. What am I?
What can travel around the world while staying in a corner?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?