im a terrorist, a dictator, a murderer, a pedo, an orange. who am I?

What does Sally sell on the seashore regardless of it’s lack of rarity?

Riddle me this: a ringtone for Archimedes' heart?

To do this a common timepass, Through long showers or places of boredom. A quiet melody, yet not a whistle or a word spoken. A tune, vibrating through the organic organ.

I can be broken without being touched Given and returned Stolen without theft And lost without warning. I can make kings kneel And beggers proud I weigh nothing Yet i can crush a man. What am I?