No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month. What am I?
A calendar
One breaks yet never falls, and the other falls yet never breaks. What are they?
Day and Night
What does man love more than life, hate more than death or mortal strife; that which contented men desire; the poor have, the rich require; the miser spends, the spendthrift saves, and all men carry to their graves?
Nothing
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