In plain words, ours
At dinner the talk turned to what kind of death is best. Before anyone else could answer, he said: the one you don’t see coming.
Moreover, on the day before, when Marcus Lepidus was entertaining him at supper, Caesar chanced to be signing letters, as his custom was, while reclining at table, and the discourse turned suddenly upon the question what sort of death was the best; before any one else could answer Caesar cried out: That which is unexpected.
Plutarch, Life of Caesar 63.4Translated by Bernadotte Perrin (1919)Read the full passage (Plutarch, Life of Caesar 63.4, opens scaife.perseus.org)