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 every day, it is to see black slaves'sons and daughters appointed to fairly important positions, in a country where there were schools for Whites and schools for Blacks, buses for Whites and buses for Blacks, just very few decades ago.

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

Yesterday it rained, I went for a walk with Deal along the ocean, we took photos of each other, we kissed each other, we laughed, we warmed up in a pub, and we shared a chocolate cake and a cherry tea.

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

What makes me happy ? To create.

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 being able to hold onto my freedom that I can use again and again.

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

What makes me happy are my kids' smiles in the morning.

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, you see, is that I live fully in the present moment. I savor each minute with pure delicacy, that's all!

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…

It's to seat down at Cais Do Sodré and look at my country.

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 wheever I go beach and watch the clouds.

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

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

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

What makes me happy is running with people who are going to miss their train: not because I want to catch the train, but just for the pleasure of running and being out of breath...

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 thinking of the happy future waiting for me somewhere in the universe.

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 wheever I go beach and watch the clouds.

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

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 ? Sitting between others, while I feel a little wind on my face and watch the sunset.

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.

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.

What makes me happy is that when I walk in the street, my steps are exactly as long as the bands on the crosswalk. I feel like I'm in harmony with my environment

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

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 listening to Metallica while petting a kitten.

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

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.

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

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.

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 spending time with my friends, going out with them, sharing my deepest thoughts with them and feeling their trust.

What makes me happy, you see, is that I live fully in the present moment. I savor each minute with pure delicacy, that's all!

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 : family meetings, children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren…

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

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

My job!

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

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

It's to seat down at Cais Do Sodré and look at my country.

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.

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 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.

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

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.

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

What makes me happy is to go to the cinema with a girl who really appeals to me.

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

What makes me happy ? A bird singing in the morning when I get up.

Overall, my friends (boys or girls) are the ones who make me happy, because they're always there for me.

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

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, it is to crochet fine mats and advise some people how to do crochet and knitting.

What makes me happy is the children's smile.

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…

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.

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.

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

What makes me happy is a warm day with the wind and the blue sky of spring… A day like today.

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.

Hugs!

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

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.