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.

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

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 freedom of thought and see how deep and creative and generous people can be when they are free.

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 snakes and when my parents accepted to get one at home.

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 ? To be a granny, nothing is more beautiful than to see your family grow larger and be able to play the doting mother again. It makes you feel young again.

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

What makes me happy is that I've found my ideal girl.

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

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 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.

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

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 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 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.

What makes me happy is to take out all my toys.

What made me really happy? The first time my son smiled directly at me.

To see my baby's birth.

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

Ce qui m'a rendue heureuse c'est d'avoir eu ma fille.

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

See and have the sun when I get up in the morning!

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 talk to people and to learn something from them.

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 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.

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...

What makes me happy is that, despite all the world's problems, there are at least 20318 happy people.

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.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

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 to dream and imagine things about battles and love.

What makes me happy is when my husband tells me “I love you more than my life!”

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

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.

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 the happiness of others surrounding me.

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

What makes me happy : Luigi who plays the guitar !

I am most happy when people thank me for holding the door for them on the metro. I leave with a lively step to the RER A.

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.

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

Yesterday at work, I thought myself the black beast and eight girls offered me chocolate. I live in Japan, and, here, it's the women who offer chocolate to men. My day had started very badly, and finished very well…

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

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 seeing the face of Kalé, my coworker, light up when I make him read the last Happython

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 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...

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

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

What makes me happy is chatting with my aunt on the internet and seeing her smile thanks to the webcam.

What makes me happy is making bread : to knead it, arrange the dough, cook it in my oven, and smell the aroma of fresh bread.

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 to be with a friend and with the kids.

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 seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

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

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

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 learning that my parents are going to leave for a lover's weekend. After 23 years of marriage, isn't it still really cute?

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

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.

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!

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 meeting passionate people. They always lend me an admiration like an imprint of their ardor, of their taste for life and love.

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 !!!

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

What makes me happy is getting up in the morning, stretching out on my sofa and letting the sun warms my bare feet through the window.

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

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.

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.