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

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

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

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 to have been able to get a good education « educazione » !

What makes me happy is the surge of love that invades my heart in the most numb of her lyrics…

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

Getting married to someone I love. A nice trip with my family. Having a good job!

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

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

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

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

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

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 made me happy was being born into softness, joy and love, and knowing that when I open my door, all of it spreads out to the entire world.

Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

What makes me happy: to know that even far away, we can count on friends !

Love!

What makes me happy is that my annuual medical appointment with my cardiologist was OK, and that even if unfortunately, she leaves the region,, she has found a cardiologist specialized, like her, in congenital hearth disease (my disease), who works in the region where I am move in, whom she knows well, and promised me that he is friendly.

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.

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

Ce qui m'a rendue heureuse c'est d'avoir eu ma fille.

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

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

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

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

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 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 made me happy lately was to hear that I was pregnant after so many fruitless attempts.

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

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

My cousing Mathilde, 3 and a half years old, was skeptical when we told her, after school, that her little sister had been born during the day. But if you had seen her when she finally met Alice, she was ovewhelmed with joy !!!

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

What makes me happy is finally getting to use the internet !

What makes me happy is the first kiss in a love affair…The first craziest moments…

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

Having a cat makes me happy.

What makes me happy is that my scientific experiments are progressing.

Yesterday at work, I thought myself the black beast and eight girls offered me chocolate. I live in Japan, and, here, it's the women who offer chocolate to men. My day had started very badly, and finished very well…

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.

What makes me happy is meeting passionate people. They always lend me an admiration like an imprint of their ardor, of their taste for life and love.

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

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.

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.

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

To eat chips makes me happy

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 seeing my sweetie smile while reading the Happython each 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 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 made me happy was having found my Papa who I haven't seen for twenty-five years.

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

What makes me happy is having being able to create and form a happy couple with children.

Happy to hear you smile...

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 the generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

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.

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

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 to skid and slide in front of the tobacco shop !

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 freedom of thought and see how deep and creative and generous people can be when they are free.

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 that each and every day, I live…

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

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

What makes me happy is to dream and imagine things about battles and love.

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 ? My dog !

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.