I just read a short story, "An Incident" by Lu Hsu and i enjoyed it immensely, because to me it was simple and yet as you read on it becomes more complicated and immensely more interesting. I was indifferent in the beginning but i have to admit the ending left a smile albeit a corny one on my face.
One line from "An Incident" that stands out for me is "I walked along thinking, but i was almost afraid to turn my thought's on myself". This sentence was one of the few that really stood out for me because it reminded me of well, me. i tend to think about anything and everything but myself my thought's, my feeling's because it's often easier to examine other things or other people than yourself.