Dear Evan Hansen Quotes

“I do stupid things when I'm nervous, which means I'm constantly doing stupid things.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“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, let's face it: would anybody even notice if I disappeared tomorrow?”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“The me I am is not the me I was.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“I'm much better at interpreting books and stories than I am at understanding the decisions made by living, breathing people.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“Also, i realized that avoiding people didn't actually ease any of my anxieties. Out there in the woods, i still had to live with myself.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“Burning is the right way to paint it. You feel yourself getting so hot, day after day. Hotter and hotter. It gets to be too much. Even for stars. At some point they fizzle out or explode. Cease to be. But if you're looking up at the sky, you don't see it that way. You think those stars are still there. Some aren't. Some are already gone. Long gone. I guess, now, so am I.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“Maybe, someday, some other kid is going to be standing here, staring out at the trees, feeling 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. Maybe this time he won’t let go. This time he’ll hold on. He’ll keep going.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“If the pain is in you, it's in you. It follows you everywhere. Can't outrun it. Can't erase it. Can't push it away; it only comes back. The way I've been thinking, after all that's happened, maybe there's only one way to survive it. You have to let it in. Let it hurt you.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“Fantasies always sound good, but they're no help when reality comes and shoves you to the ground. When it trips up your tongue and traps the right words in your head. When it leaves you to eat lunch by yourself.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“Really, though, what do i know about what another person is capable of? I still don't have a clue what i'm capable of. I keep surprising even myself.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“I laugh plenty. I mean, i laughed plenty. I laughed at how absurdly fucked everything is. I laughed because there's not much else you can do. You can laugh or you can cry. I'd do plenty of both.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“I'm left with a loneliness so overpowering it threatens to seep from my eyes. I have no one. Unfortunately, that's not fantasy. That's all-natural, 100 percent organic, unprocessed, reality.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“It reminds me of that saying: “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” I guess that means we’re just products of whoever made us and we don’t have much control. The thing is, when people use that phrase, they ignore the most critical part: the falling. Within the logic of that saying, the apple falls every single time. Not falling isn’t an option. So, if the apple has to fall, the most important question in my mind is what happens to it upon hitting the ground? Does it touch down with barely a scratch? Or does it smash on impact? Two vastly different fates. When you think about it, who cares about its proximity to the tree or what type of tree spawned it? What really makes all the difference, then, is how we land.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“How many times in life do you get to just start all over again?".
That does sound tempting, actually. Can i start over today?”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“You're born and you keep getting older and grayer and sicker, and no matter what efforts you make to reverse the process, you die, every single time. To repeat: worse, worse, worse, and then death. I have a long way to go before the worst. This is only the beginning.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“I looked up once more, at the whole world; it was beautiful, I knew it was, but I wasn't a part of it. I was never going to be a part of it.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“I also know that when you’re not in the best headspace, the trivial can turn into the insurmountable”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“No one should ever feel they have to suffer in silence. We need to keep talking about mental health and continue to reach out to those who might be suffering.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“Will I ever be more than I've always been?”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“Now i'm home again and none of my usuals methods of escape are doing the trick. I tend to watch a lot of movies. Ideally, documentaries about loners, outcats, pioneers. Give me a cult leader, obscure historical figures, dead musicians. I want to see a misunderstood person who someone is finally taking the time to understand.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“Why would he do this? I mean, i understand how low a person can get. I also know that when you're not in the best headspace, the trivial can turn into the insurmountable and all of sudden you're heading down a dark path and you can't find your way back.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“Is it possible that I actually appear to them as hollow and immaterial as I feel inside?”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“To the ground I fall. I can never stay aloft too long. Not when there's an ugly and heavy truth always dragging me back down.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“My stomach was a hot puddle of nerves, had been for a week straight. I couldn't take it anymore. But to get rid of it once and for all, i had to do the brave thing. That's where my plan failed. I couldn't do it. I'm not brave. I'm extremely not brave.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“I was lucky. That's what everyone told me. I didn't feel very lucky, lying there in the most excruciating physical pain of my life.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“I felt swallowed by the swarm. Surrounded by all these people and somehow lonelier than ever. None of them saw me or knew me. The only one who ever did I'd pushed away.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“But really, what was the point of going to school? They nevver knew what to do with me. If you don't fit into once of their boexes, you get tossed aside. I could learn way more at home. Reading my own books and watching Vice . At least when i was at Hanover i could mention Nietzsche with out a teacher staring back with a blank look”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“just wish that life, for once, for a day or even a few hours, would go smoothly.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“...I was just lying there on the ground, waiting for someone to come get me. 'Any second now', i kept thingking. 'Any second now'. But yea, nobody came, so...”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

“It became this thing that followed me arround. The logline to my movie, telling people what to expect of me. telling me what to expect of myself. I was the villain. that was my role.”
― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen