The idea of free time makes me happy. Let me explain: life is such that we are always doing something, stressed, running around, always going faster... So, to programme some free time, time to do nothing, is an idea that gives me a real sense of happiness.

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...

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

What makes me happy …To share a meal and an evening with friends.

What makes me happy is to see that people can work together to overcome difficulty.

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.

I am happy when I travel around the world and get to know different possible ways of being happy.

What makes me happy is people who return my smiles and especially grannies, babies and good-looking

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.

What makes me happy is to eat everyday with my friends, each bite is for me a breath of life.

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

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

To know that there's at least one person on earth who loves me for who I am, who shares my sad and happy moments and who never gets fed up saying “I love you”.

What makes me happiest is laughing, with time, over things I've cried a lot about. That's how I finally tell myself that life is too beautiful but it's us who often see the world in black.

What makes me happy is to get up in the morning and think that I'm still there despite the past difficulties.

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

What makes me happy is to create as many problems as possible.

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…

The idea of finding the love of my life makes me happy.

The soccer team makes me happy.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

What makes me happy is to read Happython in Metro newspaper with my beloved chums every day.

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

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 receiving a message that is proof of a pardon granted by a friend...maybe found again.

What makes me happy is finally being myself in my own eyes and in the eyes of my loved ones.

I met a person in the metro that made me smile…for no reason and that made me happy.

What makes me happiest is laughing, with time, over things I've cried a lot about. That's how I finally tell myself that life is too beautiful but it's us who often see the world in black.

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

What makes me happy is to see the smile of people I like and the sunset. It's to hear the voices melody and children laughing. It's to smell flowers perfume and that of hot coffee. It's to feel under my fingers the softness of the skin and the grains of a fine sand beach…

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!

So passionate, so tender, to hold me in your arms, kiss me gently and… tu make me fall on the bed ! You are so clumsy, my love, but how I love you, ooof ! I think about it in the metro, and I burst out laughing. I am happy.

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.

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 the happiest is to see the people I love happy.

What makes me happy is to see that people can work together to overcome difficulty.

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

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 when my pupils smile in class and when they seem to be happy to be at school.

What makes me happy is telling myself that there are places where everything is simple and less heavy than this place, and that can be here if I want it to be.

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 be with a friend and with the kids.

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

What makes me happy, it is in the morning when I wake up in my lover's arms and he kisses me lovingly

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...”

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 thinking about what's going to make me happy later. When I get my car, a job I like, so that I can fulfill my passion and live with the woman I love and who loves me too. My happiness is living free.

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 doing little things every day and realizing that those are what bring lots of happiness.

What made me happy was seeing whales in the distance spitting water, indifferent to the spectators sitting around a fire on this Zipolite beach.

What makes me happy, a great privelege in my heart, when my little 4-year-old friend, Joey, takes my hand, taking this gesture of love from this child who moves me, but completely... I become gaga with...

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

What makes me happy is to skid and slide in front of the tobacco shop !

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

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

I am happy as soon as I get home from the office in the evening and see my child's smile.

What makes me happy is seeing my love, who lives in Toulouse, very soon.

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...

I am happy when I am loved for what I am.

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 holding one of the metro's double doors, while exchanging a smile, and vice-versa.

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.

To feel the blending of warmth and cool in a summer evening, to drink a cool beer, to eat spiced olives, to hear my friends laugh, for me, that is happiness (in summer).

What makes me happy is finding the right temperature of water in the shower right away… I hate cold showers…

A woman makes me happy.

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.

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

What makes me happy is a cloudless sky.

For me, happiness is a content life as a couple, sharing intense moments with another person, who I'm anxious to find again...

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.

Giving birth to my two children made me happy.

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.

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 reading happython every morning in class. That puts me in a good mood for the rest of the day.