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

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

What makes me happy is when in the dreams' fall when the breath of the day raises my eyelids, I'm aware that the moment when finally I'll be free is close. Every minute, every second that goes by is a step towards our reunion, my darling, my Night, my life.

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

What makes me happy is seeing my bunny thanks to the webcam.

What makes me happy : Luigi who plays the guitar !

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.

To travel to Europe to see my brother's son who was born the day before yesterday.

To eat chips makes me happy

What made me happy is that my best friend came with her boyfriend and offered me to go out to take my mind off things because I had just been chucked.

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 a state of mind and spiritual conscience.

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 when I find myself in the mountains again, simply in nature.

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.

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

What makes me happy is seeing middle aged couples still walking together hand in hand.

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 see happy sports people.

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 at the foot of a mountain or a hill and looking at the summit telling it « Soon !, », then marching on to sweat, breathe, suffer a little, climb up to that summit and tell yourself : « I did it. Thank you ». Just a challenge between you and nature. That's one of the most beautiful things in the world.

What makes me happy : all the young people getting involved in the life of a new family…and those babies continuing life.

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

Hello everyone, what made me happy this summer was just swimming in the lake with warm sunbeams... letting myself be carried softly away by small waves.I find that that's complete happiness.. it's peace, calm, joy, it's relaxing... it's being happy... and all of that accompanied by my dear husband xxx -ps: the heat is much easier to stand that way hmm...

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

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.

lived my greatest happiness after having gone through a period of depression. I walk outside and I kneeled before the color of the starry sky and I told myself: God it's beautiful!

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.

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 life... the simplicity of people... their joy of living and the smiles that surround me... I want to be happy with them like with myself... I want to live in the moment without ever forgetting the past that made me grow up so well.

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

Having brought to light a vocation. My son was studying Sociology and Economic Sciences at the University of Jussieu. One summer I forced him to work in a hospital to earn some pocket money. He dropped his studies to study at the I.F.S.I. (Nurses Training School) Today, at 25 he is happy, his job is a true vocation. His patients are happy and me too, I'm happy

What makes me happy is really knowing that one day I'll have enough power to spread love and happiness.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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.

A woman makes me happy.

Yesterday it rained, I strolled along the ocean, a photo was taken, a kiss, a laugh, warmed up again in a cafe, shared a chocolate cake and cherry tea.

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 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 people who return my smiles and especially grannies, babies and good-looking

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

What makes me happy is being with my family, spending time together, feeling all of their love, expressing how I feel, telling them, showing them.

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 to talk to people and to learn something from them.

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

What makes me happy is to have a beautiful diploma.

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

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

What makes me happy is sharing my newspaper with a neighbor on the metro who reads it over my shoulder.

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.

What makes me happiest is the fact that a child can be born from me and that one day I'll have little toes in my belly...

The purest moment of happiness was my fiance's return to France after eight months spent in prison, in Turkey... All that because he had taken some papers! For now, it's my most beautiful moment.

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

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

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!

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 have come study french, start to understand it and eat Korean meals.

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.

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

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

Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

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

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

What made me happy, it is when I was elected Miss France 2003 on december 14, 2002 and my great pleasure was when I saw my mother after that. In her eyes I could see how proud and happy she was. I think it is the most beautiful present I can offer her.