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

What made me happy: Over, my first boyfriend at school, which I'll never forget.

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

My wife makes me happy… She helped me to discover what real life is like!!!

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

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

What makes me happy is telling myself that I am going to see the man of my dreams on my right during my classes.

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

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

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

I am getting divorced, my husband prefers men, my 14-year-old daughter is pregnant, I am in love with a 22- year-old man who left for Mozambique, I am jobless, I am walking on air, Life is beautiful, I am alive ! Cool, isn't it ?

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…

Life and loving others makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to be with my friends with a friend called Sasi, and also Fiore and Dolores.

What makes me feel really happy is to be free to act, speak and realise my dreams.

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

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

What makes me happy, even if it may look strange, it is when I drive to work in the morning.

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

What made me happy was seeing that people haven't yet forgotten Ingrid Bettancourt and her thousand-day-detention, November 19, 2004.

What makes me happy is to be back on the education road.

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 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

To know that there's at least one person on earth who loves me for who I am, who shares my sad and happy moments and who never gets fed up saying “I love you”.

What makes me happy ? The successful moments, the nice memories from my childhood.

I love to feel that boundaries don't exist here, smiles are the same everywhere, they can be exchanged in every language… that makes me happy.

What makes me happy every day, it is to see black slaves'sons and daughters appointed to fairly important positions, in a country where there were schools for Whites and schools for Blacks, buses for Whites and buses for Blacks, just very few decades ago.

What makes me happy is making bread : to knead it, arrange the dough, cook it in my oven, and smell the aroma of fresh bread.

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

Surprising a little sparrow while he's taking a bath in a puddle of water, that's what makes me really happy.

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

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

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.

A child's spinning top on the carpet. What a pleasure to approach it, having watched it from afar, the memories coming back of those exquisite moments where colours mingled and filled rainbow eyes. I lean over, touch the top and play with it and that simple pleasure warms my heart, it turns, turns, turns...

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).

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.

Yesterday at work, I thought myself the black beast and eight girls offered me chocolate. I live in Japan, and, here, it's the women who offer chocolate to men. My day had started very badly, and finished very well…

What makes me happy is when I have the giggles and when I laugh so much so that I have a stomachache… I feel so well after shading tears of laughter.

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...

To see my baby's birth.

What makes me happy is telling myself that I am going to see the man of my dreams on my right during my classes.

What made me happy was rowing with my father one night with a full moon, at 4 in the morning, in the Parana delta in Argentina.

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 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.

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...”

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

What makes me happy is seeing all the different colors and ethnicities in the metro when I run errands in the morning…

What makes me happy is the generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

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 getting up in the morning, stretching out on my sofa and letting the sun warms my bare feet through the window.

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

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.

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

I am learning to develop my ability to « not define » life, to melt into it rather than dominate it… and by so doing… I learn to love… and the more I love… the happier I am every day!

What makes me happy ? Scouting when I was young, then my commitment to a trade-union and a political party, my family – children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and hearing that my great-grandson Guillaume will soon be christened.

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.

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

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.

What makes me happy is the idea that people would learn to love each other, without any feeling of racism. The world is everybody's…

Freedom makes me feel happy.

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 when there is music on the streets or in the metro. It gives me the impression that the quick steps of hurried people are in rhythm on the tempo, like an urban choreography !

What makes me happy is to see his first name show up on my cell phone when at the same moment I'm thinking of him.

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

What makes me happy is being a great-great grandfather.

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 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 to eat a chocolate filled pastry behind my archi (tecture) teacher's back!!!

My 14 years old son has a very worn stuffed bear and I hadn't been able to find one just like it to replace it. Today, I search online and I finally found it. I order four in advance and I feel like the happiest of all mothers.

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

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.

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.

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.