Answer:
The more I dry, the wetter I get. What am I?
The more you have me, the less you see. Shine a light on me and I flee. What am I?
I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken. What am I?
Of these things - I have two. One for me - and one for you. And when you ask about the price I simply smile and nod twice.
You can catch me but cannot throw me.
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.