RiddlesCan you work out who I am?I am taken from a mine, and shut up in a wooden case, from which I am never released, and yet I am used by almost everybody.
What goes round the house and in the house but never touches the house?
What is it that you can keep after giving it to someone else?
What walks all day on its head?
What gets wet when drying?
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in a thousand years?
What is round as a dishpan, deep as a tub, and still the oceans couldn't fill it up?
The more you take, the more you leave behind. What are they?
He who has it doesn't tell it. He who takes it doesn't know it. He who knows it doesn't want it. What is it?
Brothers and sisters have I none but that man's father is my father's son.
What goes round and round the wood but never goes into the wood?
I went to the city, I stopped there, I never went there, and I came back again.
I have a little house in which I live all alone. It has no doors or windows, and if I want to go out I must break through the wall.
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
What is that which goes with a carriage, comes with a carriage, is of no use to a carriage, and yet the carriage cannot go without it?
It stands on one leg with its heart in its head.
As I went across the bridge, I met a man with a load of wood which was neither straight nor crooked. What kind of wood was it?
What belongs to you but others use it more than you do?
What goes up the chimney down, but can't go down the chimney up?
What is is that you will break even when you name it?
What fastens two people yet touches only one?
What is it the more you take away the larger it becomes?
What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?
What holds water yet is full of holes?
What goes into the water red and comes out black?
What goes into the water black and comes out red?
When one does not know what it is, then it is something; but when one knows what it is, then it is nothing.