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

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 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.

What makes me happy is the shivers I get when I hear a song that moves me.

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).

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

What makes me happy are my kids' smiles in the morning.

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 when my boyfriend tells me he loves me.

What makes me happy is being able to hold onto my freedom that I can use again and again.

It's when a simple look is enough.

What makes me happy is having sponsored a little african, who comes from Burundi !

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 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 eating calamari beignets in the university restaurant.

What makes me happy!!! Well, I'm only 17 years old, so my happiness is far from complete, but I'll say that what makes me happy is seeing people smile.

Love!

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.

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 nature. Walking in the grass or on a beach, lying in fields, watching the sunset, picking wild leeks to make an omelette with them.

The day when my son was born was a day full of happiness.

What makes me the happiest is to see the people I love happy.

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 is to have the possibility to organize a great party with all the family where my brother could come with his children.

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

After going on holidays alone, I come back home and I find my dog. It 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 ? The successful moments, the nice memories from my childhood.

What made me happy Tuesday was seeing my cashier at the supermarket.

I adore my little kitten's caresses. That makes me happy.

What makes me happy ? Sitting between others, while I feel a little wind on my face and watch the sunset.

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

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

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

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 !

Happiness now is to feel I am starting afresh, even if I am alone, and to rely on the support of faithful friends and my granddaughter born 5 months ago, that is a dream and a revival in my life.

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.

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 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 the generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

What makes me happy is seeing my parents together.

Yesterday it rained, I strolled along the ocean, a photo was taken, a kiss, a laugh, warmed up again in a cafe, shared a chocolate cake and cherry tea.

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.

I'm against peoples' oppression and I want them to be free, so I am happy when there is justice on earth,…

Overall, my friends (boys or girls) are the ones who make me happy, because they're always there for me.

I am happy when I do well in my studies.

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

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 finally being myself in my own eyes and in the eyes of my loved ones.

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.

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.

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.

My faith in God makes me feel happy.

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 that I have found a bigger appartment that mine for the same price in the region where I am moving (a region where real estate is normally more expensive than in my region).

What makes me happy is a cloudless sky.

What made me happy was to meet, totally by chance, the man who is now my husband. Thanks to fate, every day is a happy day.

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 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.

For me, it's the sea that makes me happy!!! When I see it or just even think about it I feel good deep inside. It might be quite trivial but the blue ocean makes me happy.

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

What makes me happy is returning home, soaked, during a storm and hearing the rain beating against the windowpanes while I heat up tea!

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

What makes me happy is seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

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

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 happy is being with my family, spending time together, feeling all of their love, expressing how I feel, telling them, showing them.

What made me happy...I was five years old, I wanted a little sister and I got one the day before my birthday. That was my best gift!

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

What makes me happy is the shivers I get when I hear a song that moves me.

What makes me happy is to share my newspaper with somebody next to me in the tube that reads over my shoulder!

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

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