Answer:
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes yet I see. You can see and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
Whoever makes it tells it not. Whoever takes it knows it not. Whoever knows it wants it not
I'm a word that is not even strange. What am I?
What tastes better than it smells?
I can generate fear and some say I come out of your ears. I am as quiet as a mouse but not welcomed in the house.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.