Answer:
I can be driven but have no wheels. I can be sliced but still remains whole
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
I spend most of my day eating white. When I am quick enough I get rewarded with fruit and something blue. In a dark room with blue walls I run from the ghosts that roam the halls
I fly when I'm born. I lie when I'm alive. I run when I'm dead. What am I?
I cannot be other than what I am, until the man who made me dies. Power and glory will fall to me, only when he last closes his eyes.
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.