I literally was saved by a role, from becoming a cab driver. I never did have to wait tables, though, so looking back I guess I had it pretty soft.
If the US economic landing is soft there will be no consequences (for Europe).
When I'm falling, my girlfriends are my soft landing.
He fell as gently as a tree falls. There was not even any sound.
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.
Humility neither falls far, nor heavily.
I am coming to terms with the fact that loving someone requires a leap of faith, and that a soft landing is never guaranteed.
