A sheet of gold, as thin as can be. Many of me make the lungs of a tree.

We tell babies to do this in a lullaby, a way to calm them down. All we want is peace and quiet, but shut up seems too violent. What's a four letters word, made to tell someone to quiet down?

I am the part you seldom see, yet without me, towers fall. I drink in the dark so others can eat in the light. Pull me up, and I may take the past with me. In numbers I hide at the base of powers, in words I hide at the base of meaning. What am I?

In Granny's glowing grotto, a gentle giant greets with warmth; a humble heart that heats bread from dough to delight, turning raw recipes into cherished memories. Oh my stars, it's like a hug from the old country!

If you turn on me, you are very quick. If you drop me, you’re a tattler or snitch. If you had one of me for every time President Trump said that something was the greatest it’s ever been, you’d be rich.