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 a cloudless sky.

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? 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.

I'm a naturally happy person because I've learnt to see only the nice and positive side of what happens.

To eat chips makes me happy

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

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 to read every morning the Happython when I'm in class. It puts me in a good mood for all the day.

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

What makes me happy!!! Well, I'm only 17 years old, so my happiness is far from complete, but I'll say that what makes me happy is seeing people smile.

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.

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

What makes me happy is reading or writing to my loved ones. It's knowing that I am there for them and that they're there for me.

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

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 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. »

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

A wet spring evening simply makes me happy.

What makes me happy ? A bird singing in the morning when I get up.

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

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.

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 to have been able to get a good education « educazione » !

What makes me happy is that my scientific experiments are progressing.

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.

My job!

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 reading or writing to my loved ones. It's knowing that I am there for them and that they're there for me.

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

Yesterday it rained, I strolled along the ocean, a photo was taken, a kiss, a laugh, warmed up again in a cafe, shared a chocolate cake and cherry tea.

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.

It's to seat down at Cais Do Sodré and look at my country.

Having brought to light a vocation. My son was studying Sociology and Economic Sciences at the University of Jussieu. One summer I forced him to work in a hospital to earn some pocket money. He dropped his studies to study at the I.F.S.I. (Nurses Training School) Today, at 25 he is happy, his job is a true vocation. His patients are happy and me too, I'm happy

A woman makes me happy.

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

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...”

My faith in God makes me feel happy.

What makes me happy is to see animals.

What makes me happy : Luigi who plays the guitar !

What made me happy was when I played my first notes on the guitar a few months ago. So far I believed music was not for me.

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

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

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

What makes me happy is life... the simplicity of people... their joy of living and the smiles that surround me... I want to be happy with them like with myself... I want to live in the moment without ever forgetting the past that made me grow up so well.

What makes me happy is cracking my toes in bed instead of studying math during that time.

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

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 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...

Freedom makes me feel happy.

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 !!!

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

What makes me happy are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

What makes me happy is to love and be loved

One of the things I like to do is ….don't laugh at me ! It is to take off the shell of hard-boiled eggs. I adore that and it makes me happy.

Hearing that a friend is expecting a baby 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.

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…

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 when my boyfriend tells me he loves me.

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.

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 !!!

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

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

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

I'm happy every morning when my man snuggles up to me saying: “good morning, darling, I'm here next to you”. I shiver.

What makes me happy is getting up on Sundays to prepare breakfast and going back to my bedroom to find my man rolled up in the blanket, like a spring roll.

What makes me happy is thinking that I've succeeded in getting out of many decades of abuse by myself. Others will succeed as well.

What makes me happy is to believe in life, to believe in me.

What makes me happy ? To create.

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

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.