Answer:
The sun bakes them, the hand breaks them, the foot treads on them, and the mouth tastes them.
More precious than gold, but cannot be bought, Can never be sold, only earned if it’s sought, If it is broken it can still be mended, At birth it can’t start nor by death is it ended.
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. You can see, and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
What can be measured but not seen?
In Paris but not in France, the thinnest of its siblings.
What do you call a skeleton that makes you laugh and giggle when you’re sad?