My first contact with her, my hands on her marvelous body, our first heartfelt words, our first steps along the Rhine to exchange, a little timidly, our visions of the world

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 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…

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

Happiness is in my nature, I always say that the sun is shining in my head. What makes me happy is loving life and every day there's always the same intensity inside me.

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

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

What makes me happy is that my annuual medical appointment with my cardiologist was OK, and that even if unfortunately, she leaves the region,, she has found a cardiologist specialized, like her, in congenital hearth disease (my disease), who works in the region where I am move in, whom she knows well, and promised me that he is friendly.

What made me happy, a waterfall.

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.

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).

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.

Up until now nothing that I have accomplished or created in my life is worth mentioning compared to that freedom I have acquired through the fact of doing nothing to accomplish, change or improve anything in the world, including myself

I no longer remember exactly when, But it was approximately in 1996 that I decided to “do something with Internet” It took me until April 1997 to get together the equipment, the connections and the supplies, but then bang, I saw photos of people far away appearing before my eyes, with immediacy of connection and of memory. Wow. For each question I had to do with actual things, ideas or sources of ideas, or how to do something, etc. etc. I could find the reply in a few minutes, and that's when I realised: One doesn't need to know how to reach one's goal before one has decided it - simply dream it and the answers to how you can succeed are on Internet – even if you wish to work towards an enlightened planetary civilisation…

What makes me happy is seeing my parents together.

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

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

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.

Surprising my brother and seeing the happiness on his face, that's enough to make me happy.

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

What makes me happy? Well, I've been married to the man I adore for 36 and we are going to celebrate our 30th marriage anniversary next October 28. We have two sons, 22 and 29 years old, I am surrounded by love. Each second of my life I find a little happiness.

What makes me happy is to have a special moment with my friends over an aperitif putting the world to rights.

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 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'm in good health, I'm active, I've got good morals, and I rarely get angry!

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

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

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

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...

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

My five year old daughter told me : « Mommy, when you die, I will take all my treasures and I will give them to you when you return as a little baby. » That day, I felt a great surge of happiness

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 being at the foot of a mountain or a hill and looking at the summit telling it « Soon !, », then marching on to sweat, breathe, suffer a little, climb up to that summit and tell yourself : « I did it. Thank you ». Just a challenge between you and nature. That's one of the most beautiful things in the world.

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.

What makes me happy is finally getting to use the internet !

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

What makes me happiest is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to get through life.

What makes me happy is all that is beautiful, pure, frank and honest and that doesn't cost anything because these are the simplest things that are the most wonderful.

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

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.

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

What makes me happy is seeing my sweetie smile while reading the Happython each day.

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 cracking my toes in bed instead of studying math during that time.

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

Laughing and playing with my son and swimming in the ocean

What makes me happy is to see happy sports people.

To see my baby's birth.

Classic happy moment, but true : waking up beside your love… a moment of pure tenderness… you wake from one dream to plunge into another…

What makes me happy ? The field of grapefruit in pink mornings.

What made me happy is when my boyfriend proposed to me, but also when the Americans demonstrated against war in Irak.

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.

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.

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 made me happy was when she showed me the stars and blew on my neck to warm me up.

What makes me happy is doing little things every day and realizing that those are what bring lots of happiness.

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.

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

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 to please to my parents so that they are proud of me. Thank you Dad and Mum, I'm madly in love with you!!!

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

Well, what made me happy lately was the surprise to be invited by my friend in a smart restaurant very close by my home where I had wanted to go for a long time but I had not enough money!

What made me happy is an angel on the web who gave me a lot of happiness and love and I can't forget…

What makes me happy : walking with your eyes closed to feel the natural elements.

What makes me happy is doing a task that, I feel, fits with me and my personnality.

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

What makes me happy is leaving work on Friday afternoon and walking in Bordeaux for an hour savoring each minute of the beginning of my weekend !

What makes me happy is to know that I am the artist of my life ! Happiness exists provided I really want.

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

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.

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

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 staying in contact with my old friends and making new friends.

It's when a simple look is enough.