A Riddle

Question: I am made of scraps and rags, Yet when I am put together, I keep you warm in the winter. What am I?

Question: A vivid reality, a naked morality, a place where wishes come true.

Question: What tastes better than it smells?

Question: What goes in the water black and comes out red?

Question: What asks but never answers?

Question: Round like a apple, deep like a cup, but all the kings horses can't pull it up.

What is it?