What makes me happy is going to the Happython site every day, reading the testimonies of people filled with happiness ready to break up the sadness, to put my little foot on the wall, too. That puts sunshine in my eyes for the rest of the day.

My cousing Mathilde, 3 and a half years old, was skeptical when we told her, after school, that her little sister had been born during the day. But if you had seen her when she finally met Alice, she was ovewhelmed with joy !!!

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

What makes me happy is wheever I go beach and watch the clouds.

What makes me happy is to see happy sports people.

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 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 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 chatting with my aunt on the internet and seeing her smile thanks to the webcam.

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 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 a state of mind and spiritual conscience.

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

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

I was never as happy as I was two days ago when, opening the small package my love had nervously given to me, I discovered a pair of tiny shoes. I then understood that we were going to have a baby.

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

To eat chips makes me happy

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.

My referee diploma made me happy.

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

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

To feel loved by my surroundings and to be able to return that love makes me happy.

Laughing and playing with my son and swimming in the ocean

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

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.

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.

What makes me happy is holding one of the metro's double doors, while exchanging a smile, and vice-versa.

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

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

I met a person in the metro that made me smile…for no reason and that made me happy.

What makes me happy is thinking about what's going to make me happy later. When I get my car, a job I like, so that I can fulfill my passion and live with the woman I love and who loves me too. My happiness is living free.

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

What made me happy was my title of European champion of table tennins in all categories and my boyfriend.

What makes me happy, you see, is that I live fully in the present moment. I savor each minute with pure delicacy, that's all!

This is great !! The virus of happiness !! I'd like to give you my own definition of happiness... : “Happinees is like a butterfly. If you run after it, it will escape... But if you let it be, it will land softly on your shoulder...”

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 to have a special moment with my friends over an aperitif putting the world to rights.

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!!!

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.

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

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

What makes me happy : family meetings, children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren…

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

My faith in God makes me feel happy.

What makes me happy is listening to Metallica while petting a kitten.

What makes me happy is telling myself that, whatever happens, if we separate or find each other again, whatever time passes, no one will be able to erase our most cherished memories.

My cousing Mathilde, 3 and a half years old, was skeptical when we told her, after school, that her little sister had been born during the day. But if you had seen her when she finally met Alice, she was ovewhelmed with joy !!!

Life is at the base. I know well that there are ups and downs, it's like that, but there's the fun and that's what makes me happy.

What makes me happy is breathing deep and seeing a smile appear on my face while I realize that it's good to live, something I had forgotten for a moment.

A woman makes me happy.

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.

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!

All my travels.

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

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.

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 made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

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 to get up in the morning and thank God for letting me sleep in peace.

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

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

What makes me happy is when the people in the metro don't look just at their feet but at each other, and smile.

The purchase of a house in the country made me happy. It gave me a goal.

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.

lived my greatest happiness after having gone through a period of depression. I walk outside and I kneeled before the color of the starry sky and I told myself: God it's beautiful!

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

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 made me happy was to find out that I was pregnant with the child of the man of my life.

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

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.