Answer:
I am created through suffering, inspiration, joy, and even despair. Born as an idea, and then presented to the human eye. Unlike living things, I never die. What am I?
I travel in a gaggle.
I have a face and two hands, but I have no arms or legs. Six plus seven is one. What am I?
I have no life but I can die. What am I?
I think you live beneath a roof that is upheld by me; I think you seldom walk abroad but my fair form you see; I close you in on every side you very dwelling pave and probably I'll go with you At last into the grave.
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.