Answer:
The more you take the more you leave behind. What are they?
Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
I go up and down at the same time. Up towards to sky and down towards the ground
My first two letters say my name. My last letter asks a question. What I embrace I destroy.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt my merest touch brings laughter.
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.