Riddles

I’m light as a feather, yet the strongest man can’t hold me for much more than a minute. What am I?

I’m lighter than a feather, but the longer you hold me, the harder I am to keep. What am I?

I’m named after nothing, though I’m awfully clamorous. And when I’m not working, your house is less glamorous. What am I?

I’m not a bird, but I can fly through the sky. I’m not a river, but I’m full of water. What am I?

I’m not at all heavy, but even the strongest man in the world can’t hold me for long.

I’m not clothes but I cover your body; The more I’m used, the thinner I grow. What am I?

I’m not man’s best friend, I’m their enemy, I can mark your end, yet you do not see me, I am very small, but very tough, If you have me, then you have it rough.

I’m often served as a “rack of …” I’m often smoked or grilled, with bones in, and slathered in BBQ sauce.

I’m red but I can be green at times and I am even yellow. What am I?

I’m simple for a few people. But hard for them to hear. I live inside of secrets. I bring people’s worst fears. What am I?

I’m smaller than a mouse, but I can fill a whole house. What am I?

I’m so fast you can’t see me, though everyone else can see straight through me. I don’t stop until the day you die. What am I?

I’m strangely capricious, I’m sour or I’m sweet, To housewives am useful, to children a treat; Yet I freely confess I more mischief have done, Than anything else That is under the sun.

I’m tall in the morning and short in the noon. I disappear at night but I will be back soon.