Prologue: This is Doctor Zhivago : may it make its way around the world

The roof over the whole of Russia has been torn off

Pasternak, without realizing it, entered the personal life of Stalin

I have arranged to meet you in a novel

You are aware of the anti-Soviet nature of the novel?

Until it is finished, I am a fantastically, manically unfree man

Not to publish a novel like this would constitute a crime against culture

If this is freedom seen through Western eyes, well I must say we have a different view of it

We tore a big hole in the Iron Curtain

We'll do it black

He also looks the genius : raw nerves, misfortune, fatality

There would be no mercy, that was clear

Pasternak's name spells war

I am caught like a beast at bay

A college weekend with Russians

An unbearably blue sky

It's too late for me to express regret that the book wasn't published

Afterword.