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!

What really makes me happiest is seeing happy people around me, and what makes my heart smile is sharing my happiness with others.

What makes me happy is a cloudless sky.

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 made me happy was seeing that people haven't yet forgotten Ingrid Bettancourt and her thousand-day-detention, November 19, 2004.

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 make me happy are the moments when my son has a great time playing basketball, and flawlessly.

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

This morning, while feeding my fish, the ingrates finally recognized me ! I was crazy with joy ! (laughs)

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 is to see this little twig of a woman who is my mother smile and laugh, each time it's…

What made me happy...I'm going to be very original: the birth of my son! When they put him on my stomach and I saw his face for the first time.

What makes me happy is the enthusiasm I feel when I'm doing my work properly. I think that living for your vocation is the best way to be happy.

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 happy is after washing my hands, to dry them in the hot air of the hand dryer. That marks a nice pause in my day.

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.

What makes me happy is to be healthy.

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

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 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.

Happy to hear you smile...

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.

I'm a naturally happy person because I've learnt to see only the nice and positive side of what happens.

The fact that I've met my soul mate makes me happy.

What makes me happy is knowing that laughing works your abs!

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 to listen to Danièle's music, dance the tarentelle and tammurriata and sing with my friends (especially napolitean songs).

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

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.

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.

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 at this moment is that I have got rid of everything in Paris, my job and a hard life, to retire and live in Tunisia at a wonderful man's side.

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 to be back on the education road.

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

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.

My marriage has made me happy.

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.

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.

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

What made me happy was my title of European champion of table tennins in all categories and my boyfriend.

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.

My happiness is eating my favorite meal: pureed sausage.

My job!

What makes me happy is to have my family around: my parents Fouzia and Ahmed, my sisters Souad and Malek, and my brothers Hamdi and Faouzi! May God bless them all!

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

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

What makes me happy is seeing her in the morning, brushing her teeth in her robe, her gaze far away. I look at her, and our eyes meet.

What makes me happy is to be pretty.

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

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 !!!

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…

Love!

What makes me happy is seeing that my best friend is always there, even when things aren't going well.

What makes me happy is that it's raining today instead of a day when the weather's nice.

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

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.

What made me happy was to find out that I was pregnant with the child of the man of my life.

The purchase of a house in the country made me happy. It gave me a goal.

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 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.

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

What makes me happy is the existence of people on this earth who ask me what makes me happy.

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

Each morning on my way to work, I read the newspaper and I hurry up to read the Happython. Often I find myself in what was said. Today, it's my turn. What makes me happy is going to bed early and waking up late when I don't have to work.

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

What makes me happiest is all the little daily pleasures... Why search so hard, look what we have near

To be happy, I need calm and tranquillity, to be loved and love, sunshine and perfect happiness ( a little water, some fruit, my garden on my island) and peace in the world.

What makes me happy: to know that even far away, we can count on friends !

This morning, while feeding my fish, the ingrates finally recognized me ! I was crazy with joy ! (laughs)

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…

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

What makes me happy is my man's love.

What makes me happy is seeing all the cherry trees blooming in Japan, and telling myself that nothing is more beautiful and nothing pleases us more than this langourous pink…

What made me happy was rowing with my father one night with a full moon, at 4 in the morning, in the Parana delta in Argentina.