I wear a wooden suit, carry a graphite skeleton, and leave my dark thoughts all over the table. What am I?

I have an intense fear of commitment, so I constantly leave my job, my home, and my friends every single morning, only to crawl right back into bed with them by nightfall. What am I?

I have no voice, but I speak every language known to humanity. I tell tales of the past, present, and future, yet I never move an inch. What am I?

What do you call a snowman in the summer?

I have four fingers and a thumb, but I lack flesh, bones, blood, and the ability to type on a keyboard. What am I?

I have a single tiny foot, no toes, and I spend my entire career leaving my mark on paper. What am I?

I am completely invisible, yet I can knock down heavy trees, push giant sailboats across the ocean, and make you shiver. What am I?