Riddle: I am a moment never forgotten, etched within the temples of men. I can be attached to a smell sound or taste, maybe even brought forth by a place. I am sometimes considered bad it is true, making depression a side effect for you. However do not fear, do not despair, there is still the good me you will love and share. What am I?
Riddle: I want everything within sight. The impossible will not flee my plight. I will take it all by any means. To have is my heart's very need. A bottomless pit that nothing will fill. I have even led humans to kill. What am I?
Riddle: It is something people wake to every day. Simple and easy, in a gradual way. You will crave and desire, That which water cannot provide. And which other drinks try to hide. It brings people together this is true, But it will make a dependent of you. What is it?