Questions of life

When you become a father (of Emma, the swimming beauty in the picture) you begin to ask questions, what life is all about. In Germany they say, that a man has to do three things in his life:
1.) Father a child
2.) Build a house
3.) Plant a tree
So far I succeeded to do the first thing at least. It's easier to fulfill number three after you did number two, so this has to wait a little bit longer. We think about it.

What further questions come to mind, with no answer so far:

Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart?
Who holds the stars up in the sky?
Did the captain of the Titanic cry?
Does anybody know the way to Atlantis?
Who has chosen the colours of the rainbow?
Is true love just once in a lifetime?
Why aren't you here with me tonight?
Why has Schickedanz of Quelle such a large hand?
Why do eyes burn when you cry?
Are dreams farts of our soul?
Why can't you see the Moritzberg anymore?
Are blue eyes deeper than any other?
If swimming keeps you slim, what did blue whales do wrong?
What do sheep count, when they want to fall asleep?
Do you need an appointment at a clairvoyant?
Is there another word for synonym?
Why do noses run, while feet smell?
Why doesn't all-purpose adhesive stick to it's tube?
Are there coffee-breaks in tea companies?
When nothing sticks to teflon, how does teflon stick to the pan?