Pellaeon: "But if they're not going to hit Tangrene... then where?"
Thrawn: "The last place we would normally expect them."
Pellaeon: "Bilbringi? Sir, that's..."
Thrawn: "Insane? Of course it is. The insanity of men and aliens who've learned the hard way that they can't match me face-to-face. And so they attempt to use my own tactical skill and insight against me. They pretend to walk into my trap, gambling that I'll notice the subtlety of their movements and interpret that as genuine intent. And while I then congratulate myself on my perception — they prepare their actual attack."