What does man love more than life, and hate more than death or mortal strife; that which satisfied men want; the poor have, and the rich require; the miser spends, the spendthrift saves, and all men carry to their graves?
In a supermarket, there is an intelligent glass pane before a refrigerating unit. This glass pane allows cherries and apples through it but does not allow grapes and Orange to pass through it.
Can you identify the rule that the glass pane is following?
With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?