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

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 seeing the popcorn head of my love waking up.

What makes me happy is being a great-great grandfather.

What makes me happy is getting online at noon each day on one of the computers at med school with Celine and Arthur to leave messages on Happython !

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

What makes me happy is to be loved by the man of my life, a loving Canadian that fate put on my way.

What made me happy...I was five years old, I wanted a little sister and I got one the day before my birthday. That was my best gift!

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.

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

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 the ability I have to express myself in any languages, even if that is not the spoken language, but by gestures or feelings.

What makes me happy is staying in contact with my old friends and making new friends.

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”.

I am happy when I travel around the world and get to know different possible ways of being 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.

A particular moment in the summer of 2002 really made me happy. My father and I went fishing to the little river going near my childhood's village, in rocky canyons. He fishes with the hand since he was a little boy and this year I was also successful when I got a fish with my hand. The atmosphere and this moment of complicity both made me reach heaven.

My marriage has made me happy.

To feel loved by my surroundings and to be able to return that love makes me happy.

What makes me happy, it is to crochet fine mats and advise some people how to do crochet and knitting.

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…

The smile of a child after an X-ray treatment… A baby holding out his hand… All that makes me happy!!

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

What makes me happy is the shivers I get when I hear a song that moves me.

My job!

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 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 !

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 !!!

Hearing that a friend is expecting a baby makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to share my newspaper with somebody next to me in the tube that reads over my shoulder!

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 to experiment with love.

Yesterday evening, out to see the lights of Lyon, I found myself in the park of la Tête d'Or, on a path with lights and sounds so surreal…and relaxing ! A real moment of happiness after a day of hard work.

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…

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 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.

What makes me happy is being a great-great grandfather.

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 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”.

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 that I'm in good health, I'm active, I've got good morals, and I rarely get angry!

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

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 : Luigi who plays the guitar !

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

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 doing a task that, I feel, fits with me and my personnality.

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

What makes me happy is the ability I have to express myself in any languages, even if that is not the spoken language, but by gestures or feelings.

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

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.

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 living the life I've always wanted to live.

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

What makes me happy is to be with my friends with a friend called Sasi, and also Fiore and Dolores.

What makes me happy is telling myself that there are places where everything is simple and less heavy than this place, and that can be here if I want it to be.

What makes me happy is the generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

For a very long time I have wanted to play a musical instrument while avoiding the forbidding aspect of learning the solfeggio. By some wonderful chance, I saw a photo of a man. Playing the tampoura in the desert, the flash !

What makes me happy is staying in contact with my old friends and making new friends.

What makes me happy is the idea that people would learn to love each other, without any feeling of racism. The world is everybody's…

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

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

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.

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

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

I am happy to have a large family and a girlfriend who shares my vision. I am happy to have a lucky star in my life professionally, financially, and for leisure, love and health.

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 the children's smile.

Hearing someone whistle will always be for me, synonymous with happiness. Thans Papy.

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

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

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

What makes me happy is seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

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