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.

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

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 seeing all the different colors and ethnicities in the metro when I run errands in the morning…

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, a great privelege in my heart, when my little 4-year-old friend, Joey, takes my hand, taking this gesture of love from this child who moves me, but completely... I become gaga with...

Smelling the aroma of the pizza that's baking in my oven and thinking that I'm going treat myself !

What makes me happy is seeing my love, who lives in Toulouse, very soon.

What makes me happy is to know that I am the artist of my life ! Happiness exists provided I really want.

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.

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

What made me happy was when I played my first notes on the guitar a few months ago. So far I believed music was not for me.

Love!

Whenever I start to really like a person, I look at them straight in the eyes and I tell them that I love them (which is always true) : the glint that I see shine in their eyes, sometimes only for a fraction of a second, fills me with joy, and I am happy.

What makes me happy is the children's smile.

What makes me happy …To share a meal and an evening with friends.

I am happy because I found my P50 motorcycle that I had lost.

I'm happy every morning when my man snuggles up to me saying: “good morning, darling, I'm here next to you”. I shiver.

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

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.

I'm a naturally happy person because I've learnt to see only the nice and positive side of what happens.

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

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 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 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.

What makes me happy is when you resuscitate a baby and suddenly hear his first cry of life tearing the silence of the room.

What makes me happy is to see happy sports people.

feel like the Tibetan climbing the sacred mountain ! Happiness is not the end of the path, but happiness is the very path.

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

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

What made me happy was seeing that people haven't yet forgotten Ingrid Bettancourt and her thousand-day-detention, November 19, 2004.

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

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.

What makes me happy is to read every morning the Happython when I'm in class. It puts me in a good mood for all the day.

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

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 ? The field of grapefruit in pink mornings.

What makes me happy is that people read the little Happython phrases that I cut out of the newspaper and paste on the walls in my bathrooms. Even Charlotte, who is preschool, sometimes takes more than twenty minutes.

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

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

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 happy is to eat a chocolate filled pastry behind my archi (tecture) teacher's back!!!

I'm happy when I travel !

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

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

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

Surprising a little sparrow while he's taking a bath in a puddle of water, that's what makes me really happy.

What makes me happy is that my three and a half year old son gets angry if someone wants to smush an insect or when he asks us to be quiet to not scare a bird.

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

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

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

What makes me happy is learning that my parents are going to leave for a lover's weekend. After 23 years of marriage, isn't it still really cute?

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.

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

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

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.

Seeing my son find his taste for life again makes me really happy !

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.

The light and sparkles in children's eyes sometimes make me feel like crying with happiness.

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 returning home, soaked, during a storm and hearing the rain beating against the windowpanes while I heat up tea!

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

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.

Whenever I start to really like a person, I look at them straight in the eyes and I tell them that I love them (which is always true) : the glint that I see shine in their eyes, sometimes only for a fraction of a second, fills me with joy, and I am happy.

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.

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 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 after washing my hands, to dry them in the hot air of the hand dryer. That marks a nice pause in my day.

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

What makes me happy is knowing that I am loved for who I am and that fills my heart with emotion to have tears of it in my eyes ! Then I understand that life is more than magic. Thanks to life.

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.

The purchase of a house in the country made me happy. It gave me a goal.

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

I am happy when I am loved for what I am.

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.