Erzsébet Tóth This place is rotten. The landscape, the food we eat. This whole country is rotten. Erzsébet Tóth Last night I met God. He gave me permission to call Him by His name. Erzsébet Tóth Losing a mother, it's an unfathomable loss. To lose one's birth mother is to lose the very foundation on which we stand. The mind may not know its loss, but the heart does.