Riddles for Adults

I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind, I help others to see. What am I?

Glittering points that downward thrust, sparkling spears That never rust. what am I?

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. What am I?

Poke your fingers in my eyes and I will open wide my jaws. Linen cloth, quills, or paper, my greedy lust devours them all. What am I?

What falls but doesn't break, and what breaks but doesn't fall?

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?

A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard, amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass. What am I?

How is it that a person born in Massachusetts, whose parents were both born in Massachusetts, is not born a U.S. Citizen?

A very pretty thing am I, fluttering in the pale-blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?

What can bring back the dead; make us cry, make us laugh, make us young; born in an instant yet lasts a life time?