Stoke me to make me stronger. Listen to my Blazing Passion. Find me to light your way. Love intensifies me, yet also destroys without reason. What am I?

A head but no brain A mouth but can't speak I'm a catcher not a pitcher I'm always on the line but I'm not in the army

Jagged scraps of a whole, useless on their own. Only after much reflection is my picture shown.

I share my name with something in your blood, yet I’m also stacked in a gym and swung on a field. I smooth out wrinkles without fingers, but I can’t move at all without someone guiding me. I live on the periodic table, but I’m just as at home in a closet before work. What am I?

What is small, often sweet, and helps websites remember you?