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?
We are little airy creatures all of different voice and features one of us in glass is set. One of us you'll find in jet. Another you may see in tin. And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue it can never fly from you.
In all the world, none can compare, I am a tiny weaver; my deadly cloth so silky and fair. What am I?
After you go through a fall, I will take over. All life will stall, or at least grow slower. What am I?
Break me and I am better, immediately set and harder to be broken again. What am I?
Both old people and owls are said to be possessing this trait