At the sound of me, you may stomp your feet, but you may also dream or weep. What am I?

I am owned by every man, though my length differs. Their wives uses me after getting married. What am I?

I save lives on the ground and in the air. What am I?

My life is often a volume of grief, your help is needed to turn a new leaf. Stiff is my spine and my body is pale. But I'm always ready to tell a tale. What am I?

Violet, indigo, blue and green, yellow, orange and red; these are the colors you have seen after the storm has fled. What am I?

I have six faces but not even one body connected, 21 eyes in total but cannot see. What am I?

I am quick when I'm thin. I am slow when I'm fat. Wind is my worst nightmare. What am I?

I'll shout til you wake or sing you to sleep. I'll talk to you but you're crazy if you talk back. What am I?

Without feather or wing I fly, but you'll known what I am when I hover near by. What am I?

I have a face but no eyes, hands but no arms. What am I?

I am a man without bones, without blood, without life. My flesh is white, cold and shrinking. What am I?

Deposit red liquid in me. What am I?

I drive men mad for the love of me. Easily beaten, never free. What am I?

I always have to work with something in my eye. What am I?

You can break me, and I still work. If you touch me, you're mine. What am I?

The cloud is my mother, my father the wind. The lake is my son and the rainbow my bed. What am I?

Makeup for finger tips. What am I?

I spin and hum, I'm your summer tool. Just flip the switch, and I serve to cool. What am I?

I remain unseen but hold many things, and when you are making a decision you consult me. What am I?

You turn me over after you have traveled far. What am I?