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

My happiness is complete when I let the metro pass to keep kissing my love on the latform...telling myself that I'll take it maybe the next day or the day after that.

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…

I am happy when I can make a date with a very good-looking girl.

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

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 a genuine and simple friendship.

I found a job after a long laborious search and that made me happy.

What makes me happy is to stop and enjoy a few quiet moments in my very busy life, so I can think of the distance covered, trials, moments of joy, and then I think that life is great!

What makes me happy is seeing that the head of a busy bar can stop working for two minutes because he saw a blind man trying desperately to walk across a crosswalk and help him cross arm in arm… that really make me happy to witness scenes like that ! Long live solidarity between people of all horizons !!

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

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 seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

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.

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 is to eat braised fish with my fingers, in the shade of a tree, in the Ivory Coast, and to watch the sunrise on Buttes Chaumont Park.

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

What makes me happy is knowing that I am loved for who I am and that fills my heart with emotion to have tears of it in my eyes ! Then I understand that life is more than magic. Thanks to life.

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 !

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 the idea of not waking up early in the morning, not taking the bus to school, not working, because studying too much can kill, but I do it anyway, I'm still happy.

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

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.

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 middle aged couples still walking together hand in hand.

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

What makes me happy is to see the others happy, my dearest, my friends, all the people I like.

What makes me happy is the sea. When I see it or when I think about it, I am really comfortable in my own being. Oh yes, it's boring but it's the ocean blue that makes me happy.

What made me happy ? It is probably slight …I met a totally exceptional man on a chat one year and ten days ago (de visu).

What makes me happy is a cloudless sky.

What makes me happy is telling myself every morning, while reading the Happython, that I am not the only one who thinks like this.

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

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 a warm day with the wind and the blue sky of spring… A day like today.

What makes me happy is getting online at noon each day on one of the computers at med school with Celine and Arthur to leave messages on 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 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…

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 children ‘s smiles make me happy.

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

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 seeing my best friend again after almost two years apart.

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

What makes me happy is finally being able to walk, because I was in a wheelchair.

My fall in the bus this afternoon because a good-looking boy gave me a smile and helped me to get up

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 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.

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

I thought it was only possible to die from sadness. But one day I nearly died from happiness when the man I had always loved from afar, but only ever hoped to talk to, came and talked to me. It was the most beautiful day of my life.

What makes me happy is thinking through the best moments I've lived to determine which one is the best and thus reliving them.

feel like the Tibetan climbing the sacred mountain ! Happiness is not the end of the path, but happiness is the very path.

What makes me happy is writing a message to Happython and knowing that one day, maybe, my testimony with help spread the virus of happiness.

After going on holidays alone, I come back home and I find my dog. It makes me happy.

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

What makes me happy is when I find myself in the mountains again, simply in nature.

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

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

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 !

The thing that makes me happiest is someone's love and people's respect and the world smiling at me.

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

What makes me happiest is the fact that a child can be born from me and that one day I'll have little toes in my belly...

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

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

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

What makes me happy ? My dog !

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

The day I passed my driving license I was really happy because I had always thought I was useless

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.

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

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

What makes me happy is to dream and imagine things about battles and love.

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a job on my own.

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.

Lots of things make me happy : I bought an appartment, I slept with a girl and I stopped smoking !