I learned at a very early age, the easiest thing in the world is to tell the truth, and then you don't have to remember what you said. It has nothing to do with morality, just remembering what you said.
I know there is much mystery, much question to what happened, and I must also say, many lies.
If a composer has a nice wife and some nice children, how can he let the children starve on his dissonances?