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.

Up until now nothing that I have accomplished or created in my life is worth mentioning compared to that freedom I have acquired through the fact of doing nothing to accomplish, change or improve anything in the world, including myself

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 made me happy was when I could walk again for the first time after my operation, when I had been paralyzed.

What makes me happy is that I have found a bigger appartment that mine for the same price in the region where I am moving (a region where real estate is normally more expensive than in my region).

When he holds me in his arms, my head goes “pssshit.”

What made me really happy? The first time my son smiled directly at me.

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.

What makes me happy is when I find myself in the mountains again, simply in nature.

What makes me happy is making bread : to knead it, arrange the dough, cook it in my oven, and smell the aroma of fresh bread.

What makes me happy, a great privelege in my heart, when my little 4-year-old friend, Joey, takes my hand, taking this gesture of love from this child who moves me, but completely... I become gaga with...

What makes me happy is to see that people can work together to overcome difficulty.

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.

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

What makes me happy is the idea of not waking up early in the morning, not taking the bus to school, not working, because studying too much can kill, but I do it anyway, I'm still happy.

To know that there's at least one person on earth who loves me for who I am, who shares my sad and happy moments and who never gets fed up saying “I love you”.

What makes me happy is when I have the giggles and when I laugh so much so that I have a stomachache… I feel so well after shading tears of laughter.

What makes me happy is to eat a chocolate filled pastry behind my archi (tecture) teacher's back!!!

What makes me happy is going to the Happython site every day, reading the testimonies of people filled with happiness ready to break up the sadness, to put my little foot on the wall, too. That puts sunshine in my eyes for the rest of the day.

Nothing makes me happier than to create something with my own hands, to prepare some tempting meal that we can all share together later, or to sew cushions myself. There is a magic in creating, making, concocting something with ones own hands. It is a proof that our hands are just an extension of our thoughts.

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

What makes me happy is returning home, soaked, during a storm and hearing the rain beating against the windowpanes while I heat up tea!

What makes me happy is to think every morning when I read the happython, that I'm not the only one to think that way

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

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.

What makes me happy ? To be a granny, nothing is more beautiful than to see your family grow larger and be able to play the doting mother again. It makes you feel young again.

What makes me happy is the shoo-shoobidoos, the waboo waboos and all the rest.

One evening placed on his lower back, I thought about his little round body and I realized how happy I was to be a Daddy.

What makes me happy is running with people who are going to miss their train: not because I want to catch the train, but just for the pleasure of running and being out of breath...

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 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 !

What makes me happy is getting a love letter meant for someone else... and getting a love letter really meant for me!

What makes me happy is reading every little bit of joy in my children's eyes.

What made me happy is when my boyfriend proposed to me, but also when the Americans demonstrated against war in Irak.

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

What makes me happy is leaving work on Friday afternoon and walking in Bordeaux for an hour savoring each minute of the beginning of my weekend !

What makes me happy is to see the others happy, my dearest, my friends, all the people I like.

As far as I'm concerned, what made me happy was to meet this great guy who I really love a lot.

For you I am not merely a thing, my happiness is you, Pilou.

Having a cat makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to have a beautiful diploma.

What makes me happy is to be healthy.

Each morning on my way to work, I read the newspaper and I hurry up to read the Happython. Often I find myself in what was said. Today, it's my turn. What makes me happy is going to bed early and waking up late when I don't have to work.

What makes me happy is to have the possibility to organize a great party with all the family where my brother could come with his children.

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

What makes me happy is when I have the giggles and when I laugh so much so that I have a stomachache… I feel so well after shading tears of laughter.

What makes me happy is making up with a colleague ! ( a little daily pleasure)

lived my greatest happiness after having gone through a period of depression. I walk outside and I kneeled before the color of the starry sky and I told myself: God it's beautiful!

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

What makes me happy is to please to my parents so that they are proud of me. Thank you Dad and Mum, I'm madly in love with you!!!

What makes me happy is seeing the popcorn head of my love waking up.

What makes me happiest is all the little daily pleasures... Why search so hard, look what we have near

What makes me happy is to listen to Danièle's music, dance the tarentelle and tammurriata and sing with my friends (especially napolitean songs).

I'm in college prep, and what makes me happy is that my scores went from 2 over 20 to 4 over 20. I tell myself then, that now I see the fruits of my labors.

Hugs!

My job!

What makes me happy is after washing my hands, to dry them in the hot air of the hand dryer. That marks a nice pause in my day.

Hello everyone, what made me happy this summer was just swimming in the lake with warm sunbeams... letting myself be carried softly away by small waves.I find that that's complete happiness.. it's peace, calm, joy, it's relaxing... it's being happy... and all of that accompanied by my dear husband xxx -ps: the heat is much easier to stand that way hmm...

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

What made me happy : learn that Caro and Math are excepting a baby !

My five year old daughter told me : « Mommy, when you die, I will take all my treasures and I will give them to you when you return as a little baby. » That day, I felt a great surge of happiness

What makes me happy is finally being myself in my own eyes and in the eyes of my loved ones.

What makes me happy is being able to hold onto my freedom that I can use again and again.

My marriage has made me happy.

What makes me happy is seeing my girlfriend after two or three days when we haven't seen each other and she has a smile on her lips... That means we aren't going to confuse ourselves.

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

What makes me happy, even if it may look strange, it is when I drive to work in the morning.

To see my baby's birth.

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 makes me happy : walking with your eyes closed to feel the natural elements.

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.

Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

What makes me happy is thinking that I've succeeded in getting out of many decades of abuse by myself. Others will succeed as well.

The day when my daughter Nouha was born, on July 4th, 2004 made me happy.

It's to seat down at Cais Do Sodré and look at my country.