And give up verse, my boy. There's nothing in it (164-165)
When Huey goes to meet the super-rich novelist named Mr. Nixon, he hears a really painful piece of advice. He should give up writing "verse" or poetry because there's no way he'll ever make money off it. And for Mr. Nixon, this is as good as saying that poetry is completely worthless.
Drifted…. Drifted precipitate, Asking time to be rid of….Of his bewilderment; to designate His new found orchid (267-270)
When Mauberley stopped chasing girls and actually tried to get his life together, he found himself "drifting" because he wasn't sure what he was looking for. He kept hoping that time would heal all wounds and that he'd eventually figure out what he should dedicate his life to. But the answer didn't come as quickly as he'd hoped.