Answer:
The faster you run, the harder it is to catch me. What am I?
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
I go through a door but never go in and never come out.
I love spinach.
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.