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“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.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“No one should Flicker out or have any doubt That it matters that they are here”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“All I see is sky for forever.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“CONNOR: Even if you’ve always been that Barely-in-the-background kind of guy EVAN/CONNOR: You still matter”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“JARED: You fell out of a tree? What are you, like, an acorn?”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“CONNOR: Is this yours? I found it on the printer. “Dear Evan Hansen.” That’s your name, right?”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“Dear Evan Hansen: It turns out, this wasn’t an amazing day after all. This isn’t going to be an amazing week or an amazing year. Because . . . why would it be? Oh I know. Because there’s Zoe. And all my hope is pinned on Zoe. Who I don’t even know and who doesn’t know me. But maybe if I did. Maybe if I could just talk to her, then maybe . . . maybe nothing would be different at all. I wish that everything was different. I wish that I was a part of . . . something. I wish that anything I said . . . mattered, to anyone. I mean, face it: would anybody even notice if I disappeared tomorrow? Sincerely, your best and most dearest friend, Me.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“JARED (Like a helpless, heartbroken little kid): Fuck you, Evan. Asshole.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“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.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“Maybe this is what life after death feels like or maybe what it would feel like to fall into the internet.)”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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?”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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.)”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“EVAN: Do you want to sign my cast? JARED: Why are you asking me? EVAN: Well, just, I thought, because we’re friends. JARED: We’re family friends. That’s like a whole different thing and you know it.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“LARRY: We didn’t . . . we’d never heard your name before, Connor never . . . but then we saw . . . “Dear Evan Hansen.” EVAN: He, um, he gave this to you? LARRY: We didn’t know that you two were friends. EVAN: Friends? LARRY: We didn’t think that Connor had any friends. And then we see this note and it’s, this seems to suggest pretty clearly that you and Connor were, or at least for Connor, he thought of you as . . .”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“Jared Kleinman approaches Evan with the kind of practiced swagger only the deeply insecure can truly pull off.)”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“Even when the dark comes crashin’ through When you need a friend to carry you And when you’re broken on the ground You will be found So let the sun come streamin’ in ’Cause you’ll reach up and you’ll rise again Lift your head and look around You will be found You will be found You will be found You will be found You”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“(Connor looks down at the paper.) CONNOR: “Because there’s Zoe.” (Realizing) Is this about my sister?”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen
“the only people that like high school are cheerleaders and football players and those people all end up miserable anyway.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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.)”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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.)”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― 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.”
― Dear Evan Hansen
― Dear Evan Hansen



