Dear Evan Hansen Quotes

“Even when it feels . . . hopeless. Like everything is telling him to let go. This time, maybe this time, he won’t let go. He’ll just . . . hold on and he’ll keep going. He’ll keep going until he sees the sun.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“No one should Flicker out or have any doubt That it matters that they are here”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“But see, the thing is, when I looked up . . . Connor was there. That’s the gift that he gave me. To show me that I wasn’t alone. To show me that I matter. That everybody does.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“Cause all that it takes is a little reinvention It’s easy to change if you give it your attention All you gotta do Is just believe you can be who you wanna be Sincerely, me”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“All I see is sky for forever.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“All we see is sky for forever We let the world pass by for forever Feels like we could go on for forever This way This way All we see is light for forever ’Cause the sun shines bright for forever We could be all right for forever this way”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“Today is going to be an amazing day, and here’s why. Because today, all you have to do is just be yourself.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“CONNOR: Even if you’ve always been that Barely-in-the-background kind of guy EVAN/CONNOR: You still matter”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“And I suddenly feel the branch give way I’m on the ground My arm goes numb I look around And I see him come to get me He’s come to get me And ev’rything’s okay”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“All we see is sky for forever We let the world pass by for forever Feels like we could go on for forever This way”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“Maybe some day, some other kid is going to be standing here, staring out at the trees, feeling so . . . alone, wondering if maybe the world might look different from all the way up there. Better. Maybe he’ll start climbing, one branch at a time, and he’ll keep going, even when it seems like he can’t find another foothold. Even when it feels . . . hopeless. Like everything is telling him to let go. This time, maybe this time, he won’t let go. He’ll just . . . hold on and he’ll keep going. He’ll keep going until he sees the sun.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“Dear Evan Hansen: Today is going to be a good day and here’s why. Because today, no matter what else, today at least . . . you’re you. No hiding, no lying. Just . . . you. And that’s . . . that’s enough.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“His parents present themselves He wrote his suicide note to Evan Hansen, because he knew his family didn’t give a shit His parents, by the way, are insanely rich”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“You can get rid of me whenever you want. You can get rid of all of it. The Connor Project. The orchard. But then all that you’re going to be left with is . . . you.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“You think you’re going to turn around all of a sudden and start telling everyone the truth? You can’t even tell yourself the truth. EVAN: What are you talking about? CONNOR: How did you break your arm? (A pall comes over Evan.) How did you break your arm, Evan? EVAN: I fell. CONNOR: Really? Is that what happened? EVAN (Less and less confident): I was, I lost my grip and I . . . I fell. CONNOR: Did you fall? Or did you let go?”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“JARED (Like a helpless, heartbroken little kid): Fuck you, Evan. Asshole.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“(Without warning, she kisses him. Stunned, he pulls away for a moment. He knows that this is the point of no return. There is no going back. He makes a decision. He kisses her. They kiss. They are reeling. The world is reeling.)”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“Maybe this is what life after death feels like or maybe what it would feel like to fall into the internet.)”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“(Evan kisses her. It’s impulsive and rash and he does it before he even thinks about it She pulls away, stunned.)”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“EVAN: I’m sorry. ZOE: You really don’t have to keep saying that. (Beat.) EVAN: Okay. (Beat.) ZOE: You want to say it again, don’t you? EVAN: Very much so, yes.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“CONNOR: My sister’s hot. EVAN (To Jared): What the hell? JARED: My bad.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“JARED: Are we done yet? EVAN: I can’t just show them one email. JARED: Okay. Please stop hyperventilating. EVAN: I’m not hyperventilating. JARED: You’re having considerable trouble breathing. EVAN: I’m having no trouble breathing. JARED: Do you need a paper bag to breathe in? EVAN: I am NOT HYPERVENTILATING.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“JARED: There is nothing unrealistic about the love that one man feels for another.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“the only people that like high school are cheerleaders and football players and those people all end up miserable anyway.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“JARED: His parents think you were lovers. You realize that, right? EVAN: What? Why would they think that? JARED: Um. You were best friends but he wouldn’t let you talk to him at school? And when you did, he kicked your ass? That’s like the exact formula for secret gay high school lovers. EVAN: Oh my God.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“EVAN: I remember a lot of good things about Connor. (All eyes turn to him at once, as he realizes what he’s done.)”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“EVAN (Nods): Connor loved skiing. ZOE: Connor hated skiing. EVAN: Well, right. That’s what I meant. Connor loved . . . talking about how much he hated skiing. (Zoe just stares at him.)”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“Literally, nothing I tell my parents is true and they have no idea.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“JARED: Yeah, I hate to tell you this, Evan, but you may have already perjured yourself.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen

“Connor” in a Sharpie scrawl. Cynthia turns to Larry, her eyes welling with tears of astonishment.) His best and most dearest friend.”
― Steven Levenson, Dear Evan Hansen