Two death scenes, one from the beginning and one near the end of Goldfinger:
What an extraordinary difference there was between a body full of person and a body that was empty! Now there is someone, now there is no more. This had been a Mexican with a name and an address, an employment card and perhaps a driving license. Then something had gone out of him, out of the envelope and cheap clothes, and had left him an empty bag waiting for the dust-cart. And the difference, the thing that had gone out of the stinking Mexican bandit, was greater than all Mexico.
Bond stood and looked down at the little empty tangle of limbs and clothes. He saw the bright, proud girl with the spotted handkerchief round her hair in the flying TR3. Now she had gone.
Bond/Fleming obviously had strong thoughts on life and death. There is clearly a belief in the substantiality of personhood, consciousness, and the soul. At any rate, I just thought these were interesting paragraphs in what is, on the whole, a somewhat morbid book.