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.

Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

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

What makes me happy is really knowing that one day I'll have enough power to spread love and happiness.

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 to go to the cinema with a girl who really appeals to me.

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 reading every little bit of joy in my children's eyes.

What makes me happy is to read Happython in Metro newspaper with my beloved chums every day.

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!

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

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!

My children ‘s smiles make me happy.

What makes me happy is seeing my parents together.

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

Smelling the aroma of the pizza that's baking in my oven and thinking that I'm going treat myself !

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

What makes me happy is the day when my mother told me that she was happy to have a daughter like me.

I'm happy when I travel !

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 sharing my newspaper with a neighbor on the metro who reads it over my shoulder.

Having a cat makes me happy.

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

To travel to Europe to see my brother's son who was born the day before yesterday.

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.

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 when my neighbour kindly offers me « tourtisseaux » to thank me for a small favour.

What makes me most happy is when I see happy people. That's the reason why I try to make people happy. Sometimes a simple smile is enough…Fortunately there's a universal language that everybody can communicate with: the “language of the heart”.

To take the time to eat in a fine restaurant in Marseille and to savour the different meals…

To help people as much as I can makes me feel happy.

What made me happy : learn that Caro and Math are excepting a baby !

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 ? The field of grapefruit in pink mornings.

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.

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

What made me happy was seeing whales in the distance spitting water, indifferent to the spectators sitting around a fire on this Zipolite beach.

A moment of happiness: the kiss from this little girl who thanked me for having cured her mommy. What made me happy yesterday was passing the evening with the man I love, dancing all night with him and showing him that his black skin and my white skin show at the same time both contrast and harmony.

What makes me happy is to think every morning when I read the happython, that I'm not the only one to think that way

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

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

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

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 !

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

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 …To share a meal and an evening with friends.

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

I have just come out of a coma. Here it is : happiness is to be alive again.

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

It's snowing. I didn't drink today (well… yeah, a little). I'm trying to answer your question… happiness ? For me this intense, deep emotion that moves me : I feel that I'm going to go away… I won't tremble anymore… live, that's all. Happiness is knowing that you can go away, happiness is the smile of someone who doesn't know that I'm an alcoholic. Happiness… is thinking that I'm normal. Happiness : being right, loyal, and honest.

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

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.

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

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.

My most beautiful moment of happiness was when my love, Nuno Filipe, had prepared for me the most beautiful Valentine's day…. We went to the highest place in the region. Without me noticing anything, he took out two crystal glasses of champaign and a red roses bunch where there was a little note: with lots of love. And the best: a ring, a solitaire and the most important, lots of love…

As far as I'm concerned, what made me happy was to meet this great guy who I really love a lot.

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

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

Financial independance gives me a peace of heart and a certain serenity and the fact of being loved comforts me. Loving a man and receiving love makes me forget my worries and brings me pleasure.

What makes me happy is to have a cat.

Life and loving others makes me happy.

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

What makes me happy is to have a beautiful diploma.

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

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 to go to the cinema with a girl who really appeals to me.

My relationship makes me very happy. I really have the impression that I create that every day. What allowed me to live this relationship, was when I started to respect myself and to listen to myself. Of course the other person senses that and naturally comes to you without effort. Afterwards the secret is not to tie the net, not to become a living prison, but on the contrary to open up the space with kind attention and love. Programme for a beautiful relationship: - Respect it – Listen to oneself (and the other too !) – Encourage light thoughts towards the other – Continue as if you were alone - Love the other person tenderly - Have fun together.

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

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

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…

What makes me happy, it is to crochet fine mats and advise some people how to do crochet and knitting.

To see my baby's birth.

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 !!!