Hard Riddles

Break it and it is better, immediately set and harder to break again

Brown I am and much admired; many horses have I tried; tire a horse and worry a man; tell me this riddle if you can.

Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones

By Moon or by Sun, I shall be found. Yet I am undone, if there’s no light around

By the way, what never moves, wears shoes, sandals and boots, but has no feet?

Come up and let us go. Go down and here we stay

Covered in stone and sun. It’s home to many but also none. What is it?

Craig died in Florida. Shortly after, Tracy died at sea. Nobody mourned, In fact, everyone was absolutely delighted. Why?

Crooked as a rainbow, and slick as a plate, Ten thousand horses can’t pull it straight.

Describes a mysterious region and a stylish pair of shorts.

Describes universities like Harvard and can be poisonous.

Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.

Different lights do make me strange, thus into different sizes I will change

Do what he says and you’ll be fine, don’t and you lose the game.