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

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 feeling so small in front of a stormy ocean, smelling the spray on my face : I simply feel content, and I realize the futility of all my little everyday worries.

What makes me happy is the day when my mother told me that she was happy to have a daughter like me.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

What makes me happy, hmm... The first is waking up and seeing sunbeams... the second is payday... the third is my last day at work!

A kind of happiness that will never pass away is giving birth to a child, it is the most beautiful happiness to my mind.

See and have the sun when I get up in the morning!

What makes me happy is having sponsored a little african, who comes from Burundi !

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

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

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

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 the most happy is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to overcome all in life.

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 !!!

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.

I found a job after a long laborious search and that made me happy.

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

My job!

What makes me happy ? The field of grapefruit in pink mornings.

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 thinking of the happy future waiting for me somewhere in the universe.

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

What makes me happy is to be desired.

What makes me happy : Luigi who brought me a chocolate egg, only for me !

What fills me with joy is simply that a smile from me can make my companion happy and make him smile too.

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!

What makes me happy is holding one of the metro's double doors, while exchanging a smile, and vice-versa.

0n Saint Valentin's night I decided to make love with a 40-year-old man. I was his little princess, I desired him so much that I was afraid. I was trembling. He made love with me as none had ever done . On that night I saw the wolf : happy.

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 ? A bird singing in the morning when I get up.

What makes me happy is all that is beautiful, pure, frank and honest and that doesn't cost anything because these are the simplest things that are the most wonderful.

What makes me the most happy is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to overcome all in life.

What makes me happy is wheever I go beach and watch the clouds.

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 are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

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

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

What makes me happy is the feeling of a smile!

What makes me happy is the children's smile.

Most importantly a woman in my life and then my studies that have made me the person I am now.

What makes me happy is cracking my toes in bed instead of studying math during that time.

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.

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 to see the others happy, my dearest, my friends, all the people I like.

Happy to hear you smile...

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

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 happiest is laughing, with time, over things I've cried a lot about. That's how I finally tell myself that life is too beautiful but it's us who often see the world in black.

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 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.

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 is the first kiss in a love affair…The first craziest moments…

What makes me happy is thinking through the best moments I've lived to determine which one is the best and thus reliving them.

What makes me happy is a genuine and simple friendship.

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

My fall in the bus this afternoon because a good-looking boy gave me a smile and helped me to get up

What makes me happy ? Sitting between others, while I feel a little wind on my face and watch the sunset.

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 life in general  Lots of good things happen to me, like my three boys...

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.

I love to feel that boundaries don't exist here, smiles are the same everywhere, they can be exchanged in every language… that makes me happy.

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

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

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

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 to have a special moment with my friends over an aperitif putting the world to rights.

To be happy, I need calm and tranquillity, to be loved and love, sunshine and perfect happiness ( a little water, some fruit, my garden on my island) and peace in the world.

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 to stop and enjoy a few quiet moments in my very busy life, so I can think of the distance covered, trials, moments of joy, and then I think that life is great!

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.