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.

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.

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, hmm... The first is waking up and seeing sunbeams... the second is payday... the third is my last day at work!

I love to feel that boundaries don't exist here, smiles are the same everywhere, they can be exchanged in every language… that makes me happy.

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.

To see my rabbit smiles thanks to the web cam on the net (!).

After going on holidays alone, I come back home and I find my dog. It makes me happy.

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

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

The soccer team makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to be with a friend and with the kids.

My happiness is eating my favorite meal: pureed sausage.

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.

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

What makes me happy is reading or writing to my loved ones. It's knowing that I am there for them and that they're there for me.

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.

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'm happy when I'm part of the happiness of the people around me.

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

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.

What makes me happy is a state of mind and spiritual conscience.

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

Having a cat makes me happy.

For me, it's the sea that makes me happy!!! When I see it or just even think about it I feel good deep inside. It might be quite trivial but the blue ocean makes me happy.

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

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

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

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.

Love!

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.

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.

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, hmm... The first is waking up and seeing sunbeams... the second is payday... the third is my last day at work!

What made me happy is an angel on the web who gave me a lot of happiness and love and I can't forget…

What makes me happy is seeing my girlfriend after two or three days when we haven't seen each other and she has a smile on her lips... That means we aren't going to confuse ourselves.

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

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.

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!

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 meeting passionate people. They always lend me an admiration like an imprint of their ardor, of their taste for life and love.

What makes me happy is finally getting to use the internet !

Getting married to someone I love. A nice trip with my family. Having a good job!

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.

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

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 made me happy was when she showed me the stars and blew on my neck to warm me up.

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

What made me happy : learn that Caro and Math are excepting a baby !

Financial independance gives me a peace of heart and a certain serenity and the fact of being loved comforts me. Loving a man and receiving love makes me forget my worries and brings me pleasure.

What makes me happy is when the people in the metro don't look just at their feet but at each other, and smile.

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?

All my travels.

What makes me the happiest is to see the people I love happy.

The happiest day of my live was when I left the hole I was hidden in for a month during the war in Rwanda. That day, the sun shone like it will no longer and the breeze was a caress that no man has ever given me. It was June 21, 1994 around 3 :00 p.m. I was 14.

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

My five year old daughter told me : « Mommy, when you die, I will take all my treasures and I will give them to you when you return as a little baby. » That day, I felt a great surge of happiness

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 to prepare a good meal when my son comes home.

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

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 : Luigi who plays the guitar !

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!

To eat chips makes me happy

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.

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...”

Someone who is able to listen to you, to have a discussion with you. Also to be able to open your heart to someone who knows about human qualities.

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

My referee diploma made 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.

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

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 when my boyfriend tells me he loves me.