Answer:
Break it and it is better, immediately set and harder to break again.
I have many feathers to help me fly. I have a body and head, but I'm not alive. It is your strength which determines how far I go. You can hold me in your hand, but I'm never thrown.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land
Who is it that rows quickly with four oars, but never comes out from under his own roof?
Iron roof, glass walls, burns and burns and never falls.
What is always coming but never arrives?