What makes me happy is to take out all my toys.

What makes me happy is to see animals.

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a good education « educazione » !

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 sharing my newspaper with a neighbor on the metro who reads it over my shoulder.

What makes me happy is that, though I am agoraphobic, I have made a great friend Pascale thanks to Internet, and I thank her for having friendly feelings for me.

Breathing everyday and going with the flow of my dailyjourney enjoying a beautiful sunny day and if possible near the sea, the lake or a river.

What made me happy, a waterfall.

What made me happy was having found my Papa who I haven't seen for twenty-five years.

My most beautiful moment of happiness was when my love, Nuno Filipe, had prepared for me the most beautiful Valentine's day…. We went to the highest place in the region. Without me noticing anything, he took out two crystal glasses of champaign and a red roses bunch where there was a little note: with lots of love. And the best: a ring, a solitaire and the most important, lots of love…

What makes me happy is when my neighbour kindly offers me « tourtisseaux » to thank me for a small favour.

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

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 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.

My grandfather's eyes that sparkled whenever he saw me arrive. The wind that strokes my face, the sun that warms up the heart and finally, just feeling alive!

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

What makes me happy is making bread : to knead it, arrange the dough, cook it in my oven, and smell the aroma of fresh bread.

My children ‘s smiles make me happy.

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

To take the time to eat in a fine restaurant in Marseille and to savour the different meals…

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

I am most happy when people thank me for holding the door for them on the metro. I leave with a lively step to the RER A.

My happiness is complete when I let the metro pass to keep kissing my love on the latform...telling myself that I'll take it maybe the next day or the day after that.

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 !!!

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

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 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 idea of not waking up early in the morning, not taking the bus to school, not working, because studying too much can kill, but I do it anyway, I'm still happy.

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.

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

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

What makes me happy? The sun, books, wine, when I have a good idea, a good conversation

What makes me happy is the children's smile.

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

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

Happiness is when I see my mother again, for whom I'll always be the same kid (even if I'm not this kid anymore) and to see her face lighting up and smiling.

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

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

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 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 are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

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

What makes me happy : Luigi who brought me a chocolate egg, only for me !

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

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 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...

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

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.

The day I passed my driving license I was really happy because I had always thought I was useless

What makes me happy is to please to my parents so that they are proud of me. Thank you Dad and Mum, I'm madly in love with you!!!

Life and loving others makes me happy.

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

The soccer team makes me happy.

What fills me with joy is simply that a smile from me can make my companion happy and make him smile too.

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 the shoo-shoobidoos, the waboo waboos and all the rest.

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.

My grandfather's eyes that sparkled whenever he saw me arrive. The wind that strokes my face, the sun that warms up the heart and finally, just feeling alive!

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

What makes me happy is to be sitting outside a café with nothing to do but let my mind wander (daydream), sip my drink and watch people walk by.

What makes me happy is that each and every day, I live…

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

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

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

A child's spinning top on the carpet. What a pleasure to approach it, having watched it from afar, the memories coming back of those exquisite moments where colours mingled and filled rainbow eyes. I lean over, touch the top and play with it and that simple pleasure warms my heart, it turns, turns, turns...

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.

When he holds me in his arms, my head goes “pssshit.”

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 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 makes me happiest is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to get through life.

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

I am happy when I can make a date with a very good-looking girl.

My wife makes me happy… She helped me to discover what real life is like!!!

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 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 !