I am a promise between lovers. I am a place for people to fight. I may have a shiny stone. And I shine in the light. What am I?

I can be spoken, but never said. I can be written, but never read. I exist only when you don’t look for me. The moment you find me, I vanish. What am I?

I'm something you throw at Bush, wait there's two! Or what you say to something that bothers you. Fuzzy little man peach, you ever drunk Bailey's from a...

I'm naught but a speck that gets in your eye or The crack of a whip for the penitent friar Remove my first letter And I'm nothing better Than what remains after a fire

When you listen, it makes you happy. When you understand, it often makes you sad.