What makes me happy is to be pretty.

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

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

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

What makes me happy is being with my family, spending time together, feeling all of their love, expressing how I feel, telling them, showing them.

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

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

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.

What makes me happy is to love and be loved

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…

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”.

I am happy when I do well in my studies.

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 makes me happy is to be in Italy.

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.

Happiness now is to feel I am starting afresh, even if I am alone, and to rely on the support of faithful friends and my granddaughter born 5 months ago, that is a dream and a revival in my life.

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

What made me happy was when I could walk again for the first time after my operation, when I had been paralyzed.

What makes me happy is to go to the cinema with a girl who really appeals to me.

What makes me happy is to talk to people and to learn something from them.

What made me happy ? After loving lots of men, I fell in love with a woman and for that wonderful love, I gave up men and my former way of life. But it is worth while, I love and I am loved, peaceful and completely happy, that great affection…

Whenever I start to really like a person, I look at them straight in the eyes and I tell them that I love them (which is always true) : the glint that I see shine in their eyes, sometimes only for a fraction of a second, fills me with joy, and I am happy.

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.

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

What makes me the most happy is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to overcome all in life.

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 !!!

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

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.

What makes me happy is the children's smile.

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.

Smelling the scent of my children 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.

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.

What makes me happy : all the young people getting involved in the life of a new family…and those babies continuing life.

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. »

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!

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 !

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

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 makes me happy is seeing my love, who lives in Toulouse, very soon.

What makes me happy is reading every little bit of joy in my children's eyes.

All my travels.

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

What makes me happy is the happiness of others surrounding me.

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

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

What make me happy are the moments when my son has a great time playing basketball, and flawlessly.

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

Getting married to someone I love. A nice trip with my family. Having a good job!

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 see the smile of people I like and the sunset. It's to hear the voices melody and children laughing. It's to smell flowers perfume and that of hot coffee. It's to feel under my fingers the softness of the skin and the grains of a fine sand beach…

For me, it's the sea that makes me happy!!! When I see it or just even think about it I feel good deep inside. It might be quite trivial but the blue ocean makes me happy.

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

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.

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

What makes me happy : Luigi who plays the guitar !

What makes me happy : walking with your eyes closed to feel the natural elements.

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 meeting passionate people. They always lend me an admiration like an imprint of their ardor, of their taste for life and love.

What made me happy lately was to hear that I was pregnant after so many fruitless attempts.

What made me happy is that my best friend came with her boyfriend and offered me to go out to take my mind off things because I had just been chucked.

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).

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

What makes me happy is when the supernatural gets revealed in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams that come true with the impression that life organizes everything, lucid dreams.

What makes me happy is to create as many problems as possible.

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

Happiness now is to feel I am starting afresh, even if I am alone, and to rely on the support of faithful friends and my granddaughter born 5 months ago, that is a dream and a revival in my life.

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 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…

What has made me happy for 30 years is to live with an exceptional woman who is my wife, my friend, my confidante and my mistress all at the same time.

What makes me happy is my little 80-year-old mother, who is chock full of joyful projects : she's going to move into a new appartment.

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 ? A bird singing in the morning when I get up.

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 !!!