I thought it was only possible to die from sadness. But one day I nearly died from happiness when the man I had always loved from afar, but only ever hoped to talk to, came and talked to me. It was the most beautiful day of my life.

What makes me happy is that it's raining today instead of a day when the weather's nice.

I am happy to have a large family and a girlfriend who shares my vision. I am happy to have a lucky star in my life professionally, financially, and for leisure, love and health.

What makes me happy is girls.

What makes me happy is the children's smile.

Having brought to light a vocation. My son was studying Sociology and Economic Sciences at the University of Jussieu. One summer I forced him to work in a hospital to earn some pocket money. He dropped his studies to study at the I.F.S.I. (Nurses Training School) Today, at 25 he is happy, his job is a true vocation. His patients are happy and me too, I'm happy

What does make me happy is to watch the waves lapping on the fine sand

What makes me happy is reading happython every morning in class. That puts me in a good mood for the rest of the day.

What makes me happy ? The successful moments, the nice memories from my childhood.

To see my rabbit smiles thanks to the web cam on the net (!).

My job!

What made me happy was to find out that I was pregnant with the child of the man of my life.

For me, happiness is a content life as a couple, sharing intense moments with another person, who I'm anxious to find again...

What makes me feel really happy is to be free to act, speak and realise my dreams.

Life is at the base. I know well that there are ups and downs, it's like that, but there's the fun and that's what makes me happy.

What makes me happy is the ability I have to express myself in any languages, even if that is not the spoken language, but by gestures or feelings.

The happiest day of my live was when I left the hole I was hidden in for a month during the war in Rwanda. That day, the sun shone like it will no longer and the breeze was a caress that no man has ever given me. It was June 21, 1994 around 3 :00 p.m. I was 14.

To see my baby's birth.

What makes me happy is the feeling of a smile!

The fact that I've met my soul mate makes me happy.

What makes me happy is seeing my parents together.

What makes me happy are my kids' smiles in the morning.

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

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

What makes me happy is when there is music on the streets or in the metro. It gives me the impression that the quick steps of hurried people are in rhythm on the tempo, like an urban choreography !

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.

What makes me happy is nature. Walking in the grass or on a beach, lying in fields, watching the sunset, picking wild leeks to make an omelette with them.

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…

I am happy because I found my P50 motorcycle that I had lost.

What makes me happy is that it's raining today instead of a day when the weather's nice.

I am getting divorced, my husband prefers men, my 14-year-old daughter is pregnant, I am in love with a 22- year-old man who left for Mozambique, I am jobless, I am walking on air, Life is beautiful, I am alive ! Cool, isn't it ?

Seeing my son find his taste for life again makes me really happy !

My 14 years old son has a very worn stuffed bear and I hadn't been able to find one just like it to replace it. Today, I search online and I finally found it. I order four in advance and I feel like the happiest of all mothers.

What makes me most happy is when I see happy people. That's the reason why I try to make people happy. Sometimes a simple smile is enough…Fortunately there's a universal language that everybody can communicate with: the “language of the heart”.

The soccer team makes me happy.

What really makes me happiest is seeing happy people around me, and what makes my heart smile is sharing my happiness with others.

What makes me happy is really knowing that one day I'll have enough power to spread love and happiness.

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 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.

This morning, while feeding my fish, the ingrates finally recognized me ! I was crazy with joy ! (laughs)

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.

I have just come out of a coma. Here it is : happiness is to be alive again.

What makes me happy is breathing deep and seeing a smile appear on my face while I realize that it's good to live, something I had forgotten for a moment.

A child's spinning top on the carpet. What a pleasure to approach it, having watched it from afar, the memories coming back of those exquisite moments where colours mingled and filled rainbow eyes. I lean over, touch the top and play with it and that simple pleasure warms my heart, it turns, turns, turns...

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

What makes me happy is to take out all my toys.

My happiness is complete when I let the metro pass to keep kissing my love on the latform...telling myself that I'll take it maybe the next day or the day after that.

Surprising my brother and seeing the happiness on his face, that's enough to make me happy.

I am most happy when people thank me for holding the door for them on the metro. I leave with a lively step to the RER A.

What makes me happy is getting up in the morning, stretching out on my sofa and letting the sun warms my bare feet through the window.

So passionate, so tender, to hold me in your arms, kiss me gently and… tu make me fall on the bed ! You are so clumsy, my love, but how I love you, ooof ! I think about it in the metro, and I burst out laughing. I am happy.

I am learning to develop my ability to « not define » life, to melt into it rather than dominate it… and by so doing… I learn to love… and the more I love… the happier I am every day!

To see my rabbit smiles thanks to the web cam on the net (!).

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 when you resuscitate a baby and suddenly hear his first cry of life tearing the silence of the room.

My happiness is eating my favorite meal: pureed sausage.

What makes me happy is seeing all the cherry trees blooming in Japan, and telling myself that nothing is more beautiful and nothing pleases us more than this langourous pink…

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

I'm happy when I'm part of the happiness of the people around me.

What makes me happy is to eat braised fish with my fingers, in the shade of a tree, in the Ivory Coast, and to watch the sunrise on Buttes Chaumont Park.

What makes me happy is knowing that I am loved for who I am and that fills my heart with emotion to have tears of it in my eyes ! Then I understand that life is more than magic. Thanks to life.

feel like the Tibetan climbing the sacred mountain ! Happiness is not the end of the path, but happiness is the very path.

What made me happy Tuesday was seeing my cashier at the supermarket.

What made me happy...I'm going to be very original: the birth of my son! When they put him on my stomach and I saw his face for the first time.

When I left alone to experience giving up everything, I had the impression that I was happy.

My relationship makes me very happy. I really have the impression that I create that every day. What allowed me to live this relationship, was when I started to respect myself and to listen to myself. Of course the other person senses that and naturally comes to you without effort. Afterwards the secret is not to tie the net, not to become a living prison, but on the contrary to open up the space with kind attention and love. Programme for a beautiful relationship: - Respect it – Listen to oneself (and the other too !) – Encourage light thoughts towards the other – Continue as if you were alone - Love the other person tenderly - Have fun together.

What made me happy was to make a break in my job in order not to work any longer, to decide to care about myself and now to give priority to my happiness.

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 !!!

Happiness is when I see my mother again, for whom I'll always be the same kid (even if I'm not this kid anymore) and to see her face lighting up and smiling.

What makes me happy is to see his first name show up on my cell phone when at the same moment I'm thinking of him.

What makes me happy is to have left my parents' house.

I am happy when I travel around the world and get to know different possible ways of being happy.

What makes me happy is sharing my newspaper with a neighbor on the metro who reads it over my shoulder.

I thought it was only possible to die from sadness. But one day I nearly died from happiness when the man I had always loved from afar, but only ever hoped to talk to, came and talked to me. It was the most beautiful day of my life.