What makes me happy is my little 80-year-old mother, who is chock full of joyful projects : she's going to move into a new appartment.

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.

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

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!

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”.

What makes me happy is to have my family around: my parents Fouzia and Ahmed, my sisters Souad and Malek, and my brothers Hamdi and Faouzi! May God bless them all!

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

My grandfather's eyes that sparkled whenever he saw me arrive. The wind that strokes my face, the sun that warms up the heart and finally, just feeling alive!

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

Someone who is able to listen to you, to have a discussion with you. Also to be able to open your heart to someone who knows about human qualities.

What makes me happy is telling myself that I am going to see the man of my dreams on my right during my classes.

An evening between friends, with a little to drink of course. One of them accompanies you back to your taxi, one of the ones with whom you share the same complicity and sensitivity. And on a « goodbye » you steal a kiss from him, instead of an ordinary « see ya soon ». A kiss that lasts for a little while, a kiss he returns. The kind of kiss that makes you smile each time you think about it again and makes you happy.

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 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.

What makes me happy is when the people in the metro don't look just at their feet but at each other, and smile.

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.

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

What makes me happy is telling myself that, whatever happens, if we separate or find each other again, whatever time passes, no one will be able to erase our most cherished memories.

What makes me happy is the feeling of a smile!

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

Just now (apart from my wonderful family) the position of France, Germany, Russia, China and of course Belgium on the crisis in Irak, which shows there is some hope left. It gives me an immense happiness.

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.

The thing that makes me happiest is someone's love and people's respect and the world smiling at me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

What makes me happy is seeing the face of Kalé, my coworker, light up when I make him read the last Happython

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 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.

To help people as much as I can makes me feel happy.

I like eating spaghetti and curly lettuce with some surimi, I like cuddles and playing with my friends, it makes me happy.

The simplest feeling of happiness is to know that someone somewhere loves you.

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

What makes me happy is thinking about what's going to make me happy later. When I get my car, a job I like, so that I can fulfill my passion and live with the woman I love and who loves me too. My happiness is living free.

What makes me happy is being with my family, spending time together, feeling all of their love, expressing how I feel, telling them, showing them.

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

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

What makes me happy is getting up on Sundays to prepare breakfast and going back to my bedroom to find my man rolled up in the blanket, like a spring roll.

The day I passed my driving license I was really happy because I had always thought I was useless

What makes me happy is to see this little twig of a woman who is my mother smile and laugh, each time it's…

An evening between friends, with a little to drink of course. One of them accompanies you back to your taxi, one of the ones with whom you share the same complicity and sensitivity. And on a « goodbye » you steal a kiss from him, instead of an ordinary « see ya soon ». A kiss that lasts for a little while, a kiss he returns. The kind of kiss that makes you smile each time you think about it again and makes you 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 generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

What makes me happy is receiving a message that is proof of a pardon granted by a friend...maybe found again.

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

The soccer team makes me happy.

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 ?

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

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

The idea of free time makes me happy. Let me explain: life is such that we are always doing something, stressed, running around, always going faster... So, to programme some free time, time to do nothing, is an idea that gives me a real sense of happiness.

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 my happy is that , currently, I only come across friendly people : the optician and her manager, the sales assistants of the sporting goods store ,of the hardware store and at the cultural goods (cds, dvds, books and video games) and craft arts stores , and the waiters and cashiers at the chinese restaurant).

What makes me happy is to be back on the education road.

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

What makes me happy, today, is seeing a magnificent carpet of dead leaves at the foot of a tree and hearing a bird singing on the bare tree.

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

What makes me happy is my man's love.

What makes me happy is the existence of people on this earth who ask me what makes me happy.

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.

Freedom makes me feel happy.