Answer:
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was. What am I?
I save lives on the ground and in the air
You do not want me when you donβt have me, but when you have me you donβt want to lose me.
I am a small paradise surrounded by dryness and heat. What am I?
What is it that after you take away the whole some still remains?
What flies without wings?