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.

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

I adore my little kitten's caresses. That makes me happy.

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

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

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!

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.

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

This is great !! The virus of happiness !! I'd like to give you my own definition of happiness... : “Happinees is like a butterfly. If you run after it, it will escape... But if you let it be, it will land softly on your shoulder...”

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

My faith in God makes me feel happy.

My happiness is eating my favorite meal: pureed sausage.

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.

I met a person in the metro that made me smile…for no reason and that made me happy.

I'm happy when my pupils smile in class and when they seem to be happy to be at school.

What makes me happy is that I'm in good health, I'm active, I've got good morals, and I rarely get angry!

Happy to hear you smile...

What makes me happy is seeing middle aged couples still walking together hand in hand.

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

What makes me happy is to prepare a good meal when my son comes home.

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.

Having a cat makes me happy.

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 getting back home after a long day at college, putting my hand in my mailbox and discovering a postcard from someone I love.

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 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.

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

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.

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 cracking my toes in bed instead of studying math during that time.

What makes me happy is the beauty of the sky.

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

What made me happy ? After loving lots of men, I fell in love with a woman and for that wonderful love, I gave up men and my former way of life. But it is worth while, I love and I am loved, peaceful and completely happy, that great affection…

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

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

To travel to Europe to see my brother's son who was born the day before yesterday.

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

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

What makes me happy is seeing my daughters happy and in good health

I am happy as soon as I get home from the office in the evening and see my child's smile.

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

What makes me happy is a cloudless sky.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

What makes me happy is telling myself every morning, while reading the Happython, that I am not the only one who thinks like this.

All my travels.

What makes me happy now is to see the people who think of me.

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.

I no longer remember exactly when, But it was approximately in 1996 that I decided to “do something with Internet” It took me until April 1997 to get together the equipment, the connections and the supplies, but then bang, I saw photos of people far away appearing before my eyes, with immediacy of connection and of memory. Wow. For each question I had to do with actual things, ideas or sources of ideas, or how to do something, etc. etc. I could find the reply in a few minutes, and that's when I realised: One doesn't need to know how to reach one's goal before one has decided it - simply dream it and the answers to how you can succeed are on Internet – even if you wish to work towards an enlightened planetary civilisation…

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.

What makes me happy is snakes and when my parents accepted to get one at home.

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.

The day when my son was born was a day full of happiness.

What makes me happy is writing a message to Happython and knowing that one day, maybe, my testimony with help spread the virus of happiness.

My job!

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

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 happy is the enthusiasm I feel when I'm doing my work properly. I think that living for your vocation is the best way to be happy.

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

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.

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

My little world makes me happy… I first of all have all my pets: Loulou, Fofinha, Nina, Cleo, Cesar, Micas they are my dogs who, I can assure you, are also very happy with 3400 feet of field and two little houses… My cats: Tigrao, Faisca, Princesa who have 4 little kittens Milady, Aramis, Dartanhan, Portos… My tortoises whose names are: César and Cléopâtre…. My birds in big cage…

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 the happiest is to see the people I love happy.

What made me happy is that my best friend came with her boyfriend and offered me to go out to take my mind off things because I had just been chucked.

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a job on my own.

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

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 seeing my sweetie smile while reading the Happython each day.

I was never as happy as I was two days ago when, opening the small package my love had nervously given to me, I discovered a pair of tiny shoes. I then understood that we were going to have a baby.

Oh… little everyday trifles make me happy … a smile, a hand in mine…a look, a laughing child…happiness is very relative…but we must know to appreciate the little things.

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

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.