The light and sparkles in children's eyes sometimes make me feel like crying with happiness.

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 !

To eat chips makes me happy

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

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.

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.

What made me happy was being born into softness, joy and love, and knowing that when I open my door, all of it spreads out to the entire world.

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.

My little world makes me happy… I first of all have all my pets: Loulou, Fofinha, Nina, Cleo, Cesar, Micas they are my dogs who, I can assure you, are also very happy with 3400 feet of field and two little houses… My cats: Tigrao, Faisca, Princesa who have 4 little kittens Milady, Aramis, Dartanhan, Portos… My tortoises whose names are: César and Cléopâtre…. My birds in big cage…

What makes me happy is when you resuscitate a baby and suddenly hear his first cry of life tearing the silence of the room.

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

What makes me happy is cracking my toes in bed instead of studying math during that time.

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 !!!

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.

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

What makes me happy is telling myself that, whatever happens, if we separate or find each other again, whatever time passes, no one will be able to erase our most cherished memories.

The day I decided to take myself by the hand again (I was quite depressed) made it so that, during this time, life itself made me happy...

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

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 the feeling of a smile!

What makes me happy is freedom of thought and see how deep and creative and generous people can be when they are free.

I am happy to have a large family and a girlfriend who shares my vision. I am happy to have a lucky star in my life professionally, financially, and for leisure, love and health.

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

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

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 to have a special moment with my friends over an aperitif putting the world to rights.

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.

Wednesday afternoon, I visit my grand mother at the old folks home. Our walk in the park brings us closer. Seeing her smile and her joy makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to be loved by the man of my life, a loving Canadian that fate put on my way.

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

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

What makes me happy is when I find myself in the mountains again, simply in nature.

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

What makes me happy is girls.

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

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

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

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 be healthy.

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

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...

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 seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

What makes me happy is going to the Happython site every day, reading the testimonies of people filled with happiness ready to break up the sadness, to put my little foot on the wall, too. That puts sunshine in my eyes for the rest of the day.

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 makes me happy is to get up in the morning and thank God for letting me sleep in peace.

What makes me happy is the first kiss in a love affair…The first craziest moments…

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

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

Most importantly a woman in my life and then my studies that have made me the person I am now.

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 !

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

I found a job after a long laborious search and that made me happy.

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

One of the things I like to do is ….don't laugh at me ! It is to take off the shell of hard-boiled eggs. I adore that and it makes me happy.

What makes my happy is that , currently, I only come across friendly people : the optician and her manager, the sales assistants of the sporting goods store ,of the hardware store and at the cultural goods (cds, dvds, books and video games) and craft arts stores , and the waiters and cashiers at the chinese restaurant).

What makes me happy is to prepare a good meal when my son comes home.

It's my children that make me happy : my son Samuel, who is 1, and my daughter Mélissa-Jade, who is 14, they are the most precious things I have on Earth.

What does make me happy is to watch the waves lapping on the fine sand

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 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.

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

The simplest feeling of happiness is to know that someone somewhere loves you.

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.

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

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

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.

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

What makes me happy is seeing my best friend again after almost two years apart.

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.

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 sunset above the sea.