It's not the happiest day of my life.

What are these terms?

Alright, this is your wedding day, the happiest day of your life.

Your Highness is so happy this morning.

We smirk because we believe that synthetic happiness is not of the same quality as what we might call natural happiness.

These past few days have been the first happy days I've known in a year.

I'm going to talk today about the pleasures of everyday life.

Let's go home and enjoy the simple things.

Happy the man and happy he alone, he who can call today his own, he who, secure within, can say Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have lived today.

You have made me very happy today, Catherine... and I hope you will continue to make me happy.

Enjoy yourself.

It'll be a good day and a happy one for me, too.

Come on! Come on! Boogie it up!

Oh, then I am the most unhappy woman alive.

That day in the pub, you seemed unhappy.

It's been where I actually see heaven, where I can be happy, where I can be a child again, in dances, through music.

The little happiness he's ever known, I've had too.

If I do something that makes you happy, I get to share your joy.

A little more cheerful.

You gotta be happy

The merry laughter of little innocent children wending their way to school.

A hope or a dream

Happy? Why shouldn't I be happy?

The happiness of these days I would have never known living in the castle.

Hello, darling.

Merry Christmas, everybody. Merry Christmas to all.

Happy Christmas. Happy Christmas.

A jolly, jolly holiday with you

The children were happy here. They didn't want much to be happy.

Pleasure has raw feels you know it's happening. It's thought and feeling.

Well, happy days.

Must be unhappy.

Hello, Daddy.

Yes. Yes, I am, suddenly.

Even when she's a bother, she does it in a gay, naive, Southern belle way.

And whether you become happy or not depends in part on whether you occupy a happy patch.

And we're going to have lots of fun together.

I think you're going to be very happy.

Wuthering Heights was a lovely place in those days... full of summertime and youth and happy voices.

Come on! Give us a little music!

Better.

We know, by experience, that we can be what we call a little paradise, and yet, be completely unhappy within.

Somewhere in the back ofher pretty head... was the fixed notion that she couldn't be happy without being rich.

Happy Max?

Happy people.