"Here we are, some with whole skins, some with not so whole.  Others have been left behind.  For myself, I can only wonder that there is a bone left in my carcass when I think of the wholesale carnage through which I have passed. My bruises are inward… It is all over now, and I can only regard it as a hideous dream — the smoking ruins, the sodden field, the trailing banner, the slaughtered thousands and waiting families, the roar of the cannon, the Rebel Yell and Yankee hurrah have all passed away, and we again return to peace."

- Private John W. Haley, 17th Maine Infantry