Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

My children ‘s smiles make me happy.

What makes me happy is seeing my girlfriend in the morning on the train tell me « until tonight, my love, » and then leave listening to Chuck Berry singing « Johnny B. Goode. »

What makes me happy are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

What makes me happy is to be at the bottom of a mountain, a hill…watching the top and say to it: “see you soon”… To walk, sweat, breath, sometimes to suffer a little… and reach the top and think: “I've done it, thank you”. Just a challenge with nature. This is one of the most wonderful things in the world.

What makes me happy is life... the simplicity of people... their joy of living and the smiles that surround me... I want to be happy with them like with myself... I want to live in the moment without ever forgetting the past that made me grow up so well.

What makes me happy is freedom of thought and see how deep and creative and generous people can be when they are free.

Yesterday it rained, I went for a walk with Deal along the ocean, we took photos of each other, we kissed each other, we laughed, we warmed up in a pub, and we shared a chocolate cake and a cherry tea.

What makes me happy is to see animals.

What made me happy is when I was offered a chimpanzee, which was my dearest dream.

The day I decided to take myself by the hand again (I was quite depressed) made it so that, during this time, life itself made me happy...

What makes me happy is little everyday moments like for example : sitting on the edge of a lake and contemplating nature, horsebackriding in the woods, among other examples.

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

What makes me happy? My new life with the man of my life hihihi !

It's snowing. I didn't drink today (well… yeah, a little). I'm trying to answer your question… happiness ? For me this intense, deep emotion that moves me : I feel that I'm going to go away… I won't tremble anymore… live, that's all. Happiness is knowing that you can go away, happiness is the smile of someone who doesn't know that I'm an alcoholic. Happiness… is thinking that I'm normal. Happiness : being right, loyal, and honest.

What makes me happy is that I'm in good health, I'm active, I've got good morals, and I rarely get angry!

What makes me happy is to be sitting outside a café with nothing to do but let my mind wander (daydream), sip my drink and watch people walk by.

What makes me the happiest is to see the people I love happy.

Lots of things make me happy : I bought an appartment, I slept with a girl and I stopped smoking !

What makes me happy is doing a task that, I feel, fits with me and my personnality.

Classic happy moment, but true : waking up beside your love… a moment of pure tenderness… you wake from one dream to plunge into another…

What makes me happy, it is in the morning when I wake up in my lover's arms and he kisses me lovingly

When something wonderful appears in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams which become reality with the impression that it's life which is organizing everything, lucid dreams.

What makes me happy is to talk to people and to learn something from them.

Brought up and educated in Brazzaville, The Congo, by missionaries. A war has broken out... Everything is destroyed, the town devastated, there is nothing to be found anywhere. However with courage the sisters go back to work, open the nursery and primary schools without any materials. They send out an SOS to ex-pupils of which I am one. Since that time I am running around the shops with my limited means of a retired person. Paints, folding books, etc. etc.... meetings with the people who will carry my packages to Brazza. And in return I receive letters and drawings from little children thanking me and calling me godmother and sometimes mother, this is happiness !!!

What makes me happy is finding the right temperature of water in the shower right away… I hate cold showers…

What makes me happy is seeing that my best friend is always there, even when things aren't going well.

Happiness was when my adoptive brother and sister found their biological mother and also the 26th of August when I knew that I was cured of my cancer.

What warms my heart and makes me happy is when nothing relents, seeing that my ideas come back stronger and more definite.

What makes me happy is finally being able to walk, because I was in a wheelchair.

Smelling the aroma of the pizza that's baking in my oven and thinking that I'm going treat myself !

It's my children that make me happy : my son Samuel, who is 1, and my daughter Mélissa-Jade, who is 14, they are the most precious things I have on Earth.

The day when I had to defend my DES thesis I was really happy because of all the things I had endured achieving the project.

What makes me happy is the enthusiasm I feel when I'm doing my work properly. I think that living for your vocation is the best way to be happy.

For me, what makes me happy is accomplishing the tasks I have to do... however small they are... the satisfaction of finished work...

A woman makes me happy.

What makes me happy is my man's love.

What made me happy ? It is probably slight …I met a totally exceptional man on a chat one year and ten days ago (de visu).

What makes me happy is to read Happython in Metro newspaper with my beloved chums every day.

My happiness has already lasted for a long time. It renews itself every morning when I go to sample a cup of tea in one of the many Parisian cafés. It's a moment of pure joy, I let myself lapse into dreams in the ambiance of the cafes, and I can no longer do without it.

What makes me happy at this moment is that I have got rid of everything in Paris, my job and a hard life, to retire and live in Tunisia at a wonderful man's side.

What makes me happy is to have a beautiful diploma.

What makes me happy is that people read the little Happython phrases that I cut out of the newspaper and paste on the walls in my bathrooms. Even Charlotte, who is preschool, sometimes takes more than twenty minutes.

The purchase of a house in the country made me happy. It gave me a goal.

What makes me happy ? Scouting when I was young, then my commitment to a trade-union and a political party, my family – children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and hearing that my great-grandson Guillaume will soon be christened.

What makes me happy ? To create.

What makes me happy is seeing her in the morning, brushing her teeth in her robe, her gaze far away. I look at her, and our eyes meet.

I'm against peoples' oppression and I want them to be free, so I am happy when there is justice on earth,…

Whenever I start to really like a person, I look at them straight in the eyes and I tell them that I love them (which is always true) : the glint that I see shine in their eyes, sometimes only for a fraction of a second, fills me with joy, and I am happy.

What makes me happy is the generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

My referee diploma made me happy.

What makes me happy is seeing a smile erase the wrinkles on my husband's face.

The idea of finding the love of my life makes me happy.

What makes me wild with happiness is to think that I get life ahead of me to make all my dreams come true, to meet ‘the' woman willing to offer me some kids, to see my babies grow, to make a contribution to tolerance for everyone, and mostly do my best not to wake up one day and think that I have made a mess of my life…

What made me happy was when I played my first notes on the guitar a few months ago. So far I believed music was not for me.

What makes me happy every day, it is to see black slaves'sons and daughters appointed to fairly important positions, in a country where there were schools for Whites and schools for Blacks, buses for Whites and buses for Blacks, just very few decades ago.

What makes me happy is to have come study french, start to understand it and eat Korean meals.

Happiness now is to feel I am starting afresh, even if I am alone, and to rely on the support of faithful friends and my granddaughter born 5 months ago, that is a dream and a revival in my life.

Breathing everyday and going with the flow of my dailyjourney enjoying a beautiful sunny day and if possible near the sea, the lake or a river.

It's snowing. I didn't drink today (well… yeah, a little). I'm trying to answer your question… happiness ? For me this intense, deep emotion that moves me : I feel that I'm going to go away… I won't tremble anymore… live, that's all. Happiness is knowing that you can go away, happiness is the smile of someone who doesn't know that I'm an alcoholic. Happiness… is thinking that I'm normal. Happiness : being right, loyal, and honest.

It's when a simple look is enough.

What makes me happy is telling myself that there are places where everything is simple and less heavy than this place, and that can be here if I want it to be.

What makes me happy is to be with a friend and with the kids.

What makes me happy ? My dog !

I'm a naturally happy person because I've learnt to see only the nice and positive side of what happens.

What makes me happy is seeing my love, who lives in Toulouse, very soon.

What makes me happy is writing a message to Happython and knowing that one day, maybe, my testimony with help spread the virus of happiness.

What made me happy was seeing whales in the distance spitting water, indifferent to the spectators sitting around a fire on this Zipolite beach.

What makes me happy is doing little things every day and realizing that those are what bring lots of happiness.

Having a cat makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to know that I am the artist of my life ! Happiness exists provided I really want.

My wife makes me happy… She helped me to discover what real life is like!!!

I am happy as soon as I get home from the office in the evening and see my child's smile.

What makes me happy is falling in lovein the metro every morning ! Stranger from line 6, if you recognize yourself…

Oh… little everyday trifles make me happy … a smile, a hand in mine…a look, a laughing child…happiness is very relative…but we must know to appreciate the little things.