Part 11. You shall see the ocean later: Growing up with older brothers2. Not moonlight but rather sunlight: Well brought up in St Petersburg3. Boltzmann and Columbus: Voyages of discovery in physics4. Sailing the Sahara: Raised and constrained in St Petersburg5. Between gods and humans: The Mecca of science6. Don't ever smoke: A shared passion kindles love7. Gleaning knowledge: Leiden canals, Russian novels and Göttingen mathematics8.
Aversion and love: Seeking a sense of self9. Ill at ease in Vienna: Study, discussions and strolling with a pram10. First publications: Unemployed but working11. Happy in Göttingen: Travelling, thinking, writing12. Dangerous experiments: A Russian beard and feeling at home13. A sombre honorary secretary: Arduous success in Russia14. Rest, cleanliness and regularity: A daughter and a spa15. It could have been so wonderful here: Inaccessible German-speaking universities16.
A big, dear boy: Meeting Einstein17. Coincidence and new opportunities: Farewell to St PetersburgPart 218. The man in the empty sphere: A flying start in Leiden19. Water to the left, water to the right and water in between: Cosmopolitans in a provincial town20. War and friends: Leiden 191421. Oasis in an ugly world: Work, war and Witte Rozenstraat22. The red professor and the Russian princess: Happiness in wartime23. Ups and downs: Bankruptcy, peace and another son24.
Physics curator: Bohr as Rembrandt and Einstein as Holbein25. Physics at the highest level: Just not for women26. Einstein, Wassik and Russians: Concerns far and wide27. Second rate and second class: Capitalism and socialism, men and women28. Two worlds: American girls and 'male logic'29. Warm people and thermodynamics: Paul's network and Tanya's science30. Physics curator 2.0: Passionately interested in people's fatePart 331.
Falling behind: Mathematics in Moscow and mathematics as a blight32. Escapism: Radios and travelling33. Love is no longer enough: Nelly, Russia and the Nazis34. Broken: A hopeless deed in a hopeless worldPart 435. Loss after loss: If only we could just be eyes36. Finding joy in less: Writing and thinking to the endEpilogue.