Timagenes was Caesar's enemy, but no one was afraid to befriend him. No one avoided him as if he'd been struck by lightning. Even though he fell from such a high position, someone was ready to catch him. Caesar bore this patiently. He wasn't even upset that the historian had attacked his own achievements and reputation. Caesar never complained about Asinius Pollio sheltering his enemy. He simply said to Pollio, "You are keeping a wild beast." When Pollio tried to defend himself, Caesar cut him off: "Enjoy his friendship, my Pollio, enjoy it." When Pollio said, "If you command it, Caesar, I'll ban him from my house immediately," Caesar replied, "Do you think I would do that, now that I've made you two friends again?" Pollio had been angry with Timagenes before, but stopped being angry for no other reason than that Caesar started being angry with him.
He was at enmity with Caesar, but yet no one feared to be his friend, no one shrank from him as though he were blasted by lightning: although he fell from so high a place, yet some one was found to catch him in his lap. Caesar, I say, bore this with patience, and was not even irritated by the historian’s having laid violent hands upon his own glories and acts: he never complained of the man who afforded his enemy shelter, but merely said to Asinius Pollio “You are keeping a wild beast:” then, when the other would have excused his conduct, he stopped him, and said “Enjoy, my Pollio, enjoy his friendship.” When Pollio said, “If you order me, Caesar, I will straightway forbid him my house,” he answered, “Do you think that I am likely to do this, after having made you friends again?” for formerly Pollio had been angry with Timagenes, and ceased to be angry with him for no other reason than that Caesar began to be so.