What makes me happy is getting up on Sundays to prepare breakfast and going back to my bedroom to find my man rolled up in the blanket, like a spring roll.

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.

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

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

What warms my heart and makes me happy is when nothing relents, seeing that my ideas come back stronger and more definite.

I'm happy when I travel !

What makes me happy is to have left my parents' house.

What makes me happy is wheever I go beach and watch the clouds.

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 to be with my friends with a friend called Sasi, and also Fiore and Dolores.

Having a cat makes me happy.

Life is at the base. I know well that there are ups and downs, it's like that, but there's the fun and that's what makes me happy.

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

What makes me happy is my man's love.

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 ? To create.

What makes me happy is when the supernatural gets revealed in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams that come true with the impression that life organizes everything, lucid 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.

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.

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.

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 makes me happy is to have come study french, start to understand it and eat Korean meals.

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

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

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

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

Freedom makes me feel happy.

Happiness is in my nature, I always say that the sun is shining in my head. What makes me happy is loving life and every day there's always the same intensity inside me.

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!

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 is life in general  Lots of good things happen to me, like my three boys...

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.

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

What makes me happy is the children's smile.

I am happy when I do well in my studies.

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 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 seeing my girlfriend in the morning on the train tell me « until tonight, my love, » and then leave listening to Chuck Berry singing « Johnny B. Goode. »

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 getting up on Sundays to prepare breakfast and going back to my bedroom to find my man rolled up in the blanket, like a spring roll.

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

What makes me happy is getting a love letter meant for someone else... and getting a love letter really meant for me!

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.

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.

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 that each and every day, I live…

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 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 that everybody is fine.

What makes me wild with happiness is to think that I get life ahead of me to make all my dreams come true, to meet ‘the' woman willing to offer me some kids, to see my babies grow, to make a contribution to tolerance for everyone, and mostly do my best not to wake up one day and think that I have made a mess of my life…

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

What makes me happy is to love and be loved

What made me happy: Over, my first boyfriend at school, which I'll never forget.

What makes me happy is the feeling of a smile!

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.

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.

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 to create as many problems as possible.

What warms my heart and makes me happy is when nothing relents, seeing that my ideas come back stronger and more definite.

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.

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 dream and imagine things about battles and love.

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

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

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 ? After loving lots of men, I fell in love with a woman and for that wonderful love, I gave up men and my former way of life. But it is worth while, I love and I am loved, peaceful and completely happy, that great affection…

To eat chips makes me happy

What makes me happy? Well, I've been married to the man I adore for 36 and we are going to celebrate our 30th marriage anniversary next October 28. We have two sons, 22 and 29 years old, I am surrounded by love. Each second of my life I find a little happiness.

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

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…

What makes me happy is to be desired.

Love!

Happiness for me is to get miraculously cured of my disease.

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.